What Rachel Did Next or, The Mechanism of the Masterplan of Our ‘Too Stupid to Be Stupid’ Chancellor, Revealed!

This is a somewhat speculative, and mercifully short article (Hurrah! you cry, Now make it shorter!!) about Britain’s economic situation, and What Exactly Is Going On. This is a thesis (if that), not even a proper theory, because it’s still early days in the thinking process (Breaking! Breaking!), and my intention is to get this idea out and thought about by people who probably have a wider, more grounded, and/or more professional perspective than me. And for that, who better than my fellow FSBers?

Many things that are said flippantly and/or without much deep consideration turn out to be deeply, darkly true on detailed examination, and I feel this might be one of them. You know how we’ve all been saying (at least, a goodly number of us), and for some time, that the economic destruction of Britain is deeply planned, and entirely by design? Well, let me give you a word, or at least a date, to focus on:

1976!

Not only was this year-of-years the only proper summer Britain ever had, it was also the time when Harold Wilson’s Labour govt went ‘cap in hand’ (as journalese would have it) to the International Money Fund (IMF) begging for cash (cap in hand!!) because, in the staunch and stolid Labour way, govt had effectively bankrupted the country. Knees! Grovel! Please, we’ll do anything you say! Anything! That’s right, anything! Just GIVE US SOME MONEY!!!

What happened next? Well, pretty much what tends to happens when you take a loan from Tony Soprano, so there’s no need to rehearse that here. Instead, we’ll spin the clock hands – clutching the little ivory lever on our time machine – the world blurs – then we push the lever forwards again (or backwards, I’ve confused myself now) and stop the whirring umbrella thing and, with some difficulty, maybe it’s an age thing, dismount from the somewhat narrow and uncomfortable saddle (this is a low-budget, home-made, Victorian-replica time machine) to find that it’s now…

2026!

Exactly half a century later!

And now, we time-travellers (in a mouse-step kind of way) can see the unfolding of Rachel’s brilliant wrecking plan! The plan, of course, which is to collapse Britain, has been a long one, and, of course, began long before Rachel had her twitchy little fingers on the doom machine, indeed long before she was even fielding complaints in accounts (good practice, Rachel!). But Rachel has been given the honour of delivering, as those smug smoothie deadly assassins call it, the coup de grace!

Because, in 2026, following Rachel’s (second) disastrous, wealth-destroying budget of November 2025, Britain has now gone broke again. Formally, utterly, and very, very much for real. And MUCH MORE BIGLY than in 1976. Please supply your own horror stats here, but the key one, I’d say, is that in 1976, bailing-out Britain required 10 percent of the IMF’s reserve… whereas in 2026, it will take an estimated 50 percent.

So we may expect the IMF to be a little tetchy! And insistent! (And remember, we’re dealing with the Sopranos here, or, indeed, people, or entities, who are a great deal less forgiving.)

The IMF will say (according to my intelligence tentacles buried deep within their organisation): ‘Hahaha! Puny Britishers! You are broke again! Broker than broke! And this time, finally, you are truly and totally DOOMED! Totally in our merciless kerlutches! You need a gargantuan, ginormous, humungous, adjective-exhausting loan from us, of a size that will make 1976’s bailout look like a molehill next to Everest, or better still, Mons Olymus – on Mars! – the highest mountain in the solar system! – and probably, higher still! Hahaha! And hahahaha!!! again! Now, to get back to the point, to loan you a loan THIS MOMUMENTALLY MASSIVE, we’re going to need some security! As in, like, ALL OF IT! Hahahahaha!!!! again! As in, like, EVERYTHING YOU’VE GOT OR CAN LAY YOUR THIEVING LITTLE HANDS ON! AND RIGHT NOW! AS IN NOW!!! RIGHT NOW!!! AND AT ONCE!!! You lose, suckers! Big time! Bigly!’

This brilliant speech (for which I will submit my fee to Mr Soprano ) will then be expanded by the cubicle monkeys into a dronesnore 1500-page 5-point document or 800-slide ppt deck (or dreck) which only lawyers will read, but which will basically make three points:

1) The IMF will now own everything in Britain, and you (govt) will immediately, now, AT ONCE!!!, despatch all govt goons and your new robot enforcers too to collect it, using maximum force – Squeeze them! Squeeze them, Rabban! You will have nothing and you will be happy! (if you want to stay out of the new UN camps).

2) You (govt) will also enforce huge spending cuts, notably on pensions and welfare. HUGE cuts. Squeeze, Rabban! Squeeze hard! You think you have to choose between heating and eating, old ones? – well, how about, NEITHER!! Hahahaha!!!

3) A further condition of getting the IMF money (AND YOU DO WANT THE MONEY, DON’T YOU?) is to take in a few multi-million more ‘migrants’. Each week. Sorry, but them’s the rules!

Cunning, huh?

You will notice that Britain’s insoluble problem – vast entitlement obligations, and no way of paying them for much longer – has now been brilliantly solved! Knot, meet Gordian! And sword! All the measures that could never be passed by any even slightly ‘elected’ govt can now be passed, in a twinkle. Probably with a single tweet at 3am (it’s an emergency, just like ‘covid’). No need for any thought, assessment, or debate. Think twinkle! While-u-wait!

Secondly, the bankers have now succeeded in stealing everything from you. Everything not nailed down, everything nailed down, and then the nails – all gone. By Order of the Peaky ****ing IMF! Sorry, we have no choice!

And just as an added bonus, don’t forget, there’ll be no more talk of turning back the invaders. In fact, just for being uppity, you can have a lot more of them. Oodles and oodles! Suck it up and like it!

So there you have it. The incurable welfare state cured, and the last pesky holdouts of private wealth – the last shield of privacy and personal independence – scooped up and safely tucked away in the vaults of the parasite class. And (bonus!!) the cultural enrichment problem is now solved.

Well done Rachel! 2026, at last! The masterplan is complete! Good girl! Take a bow!

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