Eighty six years ago today the Second World War broke out. It broke out on September 1, 1939, with Germany assailing Poland, and with Great Britain and France declaring war on the Third Reich three days later. Within the next more than five years Europe would be engulfed in flames, suffer enormous devastation and a huge loss of life. What was the cause of the war? No, we are not going to repeat the hackneyed arguments that our readers are most likely to be familiar with, to be familiar with all of them. We are going to point to one thing only: intemperance.
Yes, intemperance. Intemperance in the political appetite of the main player, of Germany. Had Adolf Hitler stopped his aggressive policy after gobbling up Czechia, Germany would most probably have become the most powerful country in Europe, the German language would be what the English language is today. Taking into account the advancements of German technology during the late thirties and early forties – the television being launched during the Berlin Olympic Games in 1936, the jet engine (Me-262) and the V-2 missiles – Germany most probably would have launched the first man into orbit and land him on the moon. The entirety of Europe – maybe only except for the United Kingdom and partly France – was under German influence and… spell. Think of Hungary, Romania, Slovakia, think of the national-socialist parties in Norway, and even Great Britain, think of the expansion of German cinema and what not.
Between the swallowing of Czechia and the offensive against Poland, Germany occupied a huge chunk of territory in central Europe, numbered eighty million people (the United Kingdom had 48, France 41 million inhabitants) and was closely allied during the period of 1939-1944 in one form or another with Italy, Spain, Hungary, Romania, Finland, and Slovakia. There were strong pro-German political movements in Yugoslavia (especially Croats) and Bulgaria as well as in Turkey. No one on the continent pose any threat to Germany, either militarily or economically. There were numerous German minorities in Poland and Romania, which could be leveraged against the Polish or Romanian authorities. Germany regained its position as a power and appeared to be mightier than it had been before the First World War. The only thing that Germany seemed to have lost for good were the few African colonies that it had had prior to the outbreak of the First World War. Anyway, had Berlin stopped at this point – 1938/1939 – its expansionary politics, had Adolf Hitler died or been toppled… Had Germany shown restraint…
As we know, pride – or better put: self-pride – comes before a fall. Intemperance in its political appetites brought Germany to rack and ruin within a couple of years. The country lost a third of its territory, was split into two political entities, has been and remains in a way occupied till this day, while the German language, culture, literature and cinema have lost to the English language and American culture, literature or cinema.
Isn’t it the same with the European Union nowadays? It began modestly as an economic union of six states coming together only for the purpose of jointly managing the extraction and production of coal and steel. Then the union began expanding, gobbling up ever more states, creating ever more administrative structures and imposing its moral rules upon almost the rest of the world. Much the same can be said about NATO. Initially, a reasonable defensive organization, has evolved into a truncheon, a bludgeon with which the West decided to discipline or police small, powerless countries, be it Yugoslavia or Libya. Both organizations began swelling, swelling rapidly and could not recognize any limits to their growth. They did not even – which would be rational – allow themselves time to digest what had recently been swallowed. Hence, the unstoppable expansion to the east. Isn’t this expansion comparable the that of Germany’s before 1939? Both Berlin then and Brussels now are just incapable of recognizing limits to their growth (though otherwise they claim that there are such limits in economy, see the notorious tenet worked out by the Club of Rome). As a result, the European Union and NATO, just as the Third Reich, have been keeping expanding, come hell or high water, reeling in more and more territory and people. Is it so because it is Germany that is at the core of the European Union?
Eventually, just as the Third Reich found its nemesis and its undoing in Russia, so, too, does the European Union and NATO. It was in Russian and Ukrainian (Ukrainian!) steppes that the German (and Italian, an Hungarian, and Romanian) armies dug their graves. It is again in Russia and Ukraine that the European Union and NATO are digging their own graves. Eighty years later. Had Brussels and Washington stopped on the River Bug (the river separating Poland from Belarus), the European Union would by now have become a political and economic colossus that China and Russia would have reckoned with. As it is, it appears that the Union is at the end its economic and political tether, while China is on the rise.
It is not without reason that intemperance is one of the seven deadly sins: it brings a downfall. Restraint is a virtue: its reward is prosperity and stability.
Notice that just as Berlin could not recognize its failure in the east and continued war to the bitter end, so does the European Union. Are the bureaucrats in Brussels hoping for a miracle as Adolf Hitler did? The Miracle of the House of Brandenburg? Well, such miracles do happen, but miracles are miracles precisely because they happen extremely rarely. Yes, it happened so during the Seven Years’ War (1756-1763), when Berlin was captured by the Russian troops and Prussia was on its deathbed, that an unexpected change on the Russian throne caused Russia to suddenly withdraw its troops from Prussia, thus weakening the anti-Prussian alliance (made up among others of Austria and France), thus saving Frederick II, who then famously coined the quoted phrase of the Miracle of the House of Brandenburg. Yes, it was kind of a miracle. And, since it was a miracle, it happened but once. Else it wouldn’t be known in history as a miracle. Now, Hitler hoped for the same or similar event, sitting in his Berlin bunker and staring at the image of his beloved historical hero: Frederick the Great. Franklin Delano Roosevelt’s death close to the end of the Second World War began to be construed by Hitler’s entourage as a miraculous sign. They had hoped for a political change, the end of the coalition between the United States, the United Kingdom and the Soviet Union, the resultant salvation of the Third Reich – a repeat of the Miracle of the House of Brandenburg. But no, the miracle did not repeat itself because miracles are rare, extremely rare.
Also today we can observe the coalition of the willing, top European leaders who intransigently refuse to look reality in the face. They are hoping for a collapse of Vladimir Putin, for societal unrest inside Russia and for a successful offensive on the part of the Ukrainians. The leaders who are making up the coalition of the willing are not as yet hidden in a bunker and they are not staring at the portrait of Frederick the Great, but they behave precisely like they are hidden in a bunker and staring at the Prussian king’s image. Teenagers and elderly people are drafted into the Ukrainian army just as teenagers and the elderly were drafted into the Volkssturm, and despite the obvious and glaring similarity the leaders making up the coalition of the willing seem to be totally oblivious to it. What are they counting on? On the miracle of the House of Brussels?
The EU leaders and creators have had an opportunity to create something valuable in history and they have botched everything up. That’s because they were and continue to be puffed up with self-pride and intemperance. It was not enough to unite Europe and somehow mix European nations: they needed to let in the Third Worlders by the million; it was not enough to just respect the cultural differences and especially to respect the moral mainstay of the Old Continent: they needed to flood it with the rainbow propaganda; it was not enough to enjoy a modest, rational economic development: they needed to jump into the “green” “sustainable” and “renewable” never-never world. Lastly, it was not enough to keep within the European fold almost all European countries and to slowly solidify the union and NATO: they needed to expand without rhyme or reason and they desperately needed to tease and irk big Russia.
Fools. Fools like insatiable Napoleon Bonaparte, fools like intemperate Adolf Hitler. They wanted more and more, deeper and deeper, farther and farther, faster and faster till they hit with their heads against a brick wall and now are forced to retreat with their tails between their legs. Fools. They thought they were all-powerful, like gods. They thought the world was out there for them to shape and form to suit their whims and their narcissistic grandiosity. They sacrificed the lives of the millions and still have absolutely no pangs of conscience. Yet, just as their political predecessors, they are eventually being punished. The union is coming apart at the seams. It is in a downward spiral – economically, demographically and politically. Think of the seven dwarfs – top European politicians – taking orders from President Donald Trump in the White House. Think of them being asked to leave the room because the real leader wanted to phone another real leader, that is the hated Putin. It was not very much earlier when the seven dwarfs framed themselves as the seven giants, giants that can confidently dictate to Russia, China and India. Look at them now with their silly, ridiculous seventeenth-eighteenth-nineteenth package of sanctions. Look at them conspiring among themselves while Trump and Putin – the real leaders – confer above their heads. The seven dwarfs could have been leading their union to a “bright” future, but they preferred to listen to the serpent hanging from a tree. The serpent told them that they could do whatever they pleased. They listened and believed. And they became intemperate. Intemperance is a sin, and – as we know (though they don’t) – the wages of sin is death.