How does a true NYer talk?

Dear Reader,

Diablog is neither neutral, nor are we shy with words. While some are more British, aka polite, I am more American, or blunt, or rude.

One of the NY icons, Robert De Niro, talked about voting in the upcoming election. It was part of a campaign to motivate people to go and vote. And he talked like the true NYer he is. Listen and see yourself:

Do I have to mention, that I agree with Mr. De Niro? I didn’t think so.

Stay sane,

Engine Room


History in the making

Dear English,

What an amusing weekend this was. Thank you for the entertainment!

In the unlikely case you are wondering what I am referring to, it is of the course the aftermath of your Brexit vote. Similar to our Republicans with Trump as their presidential candidate, the English seem to be sitting there in a mood probably described best by:

Oh dear, … what have we done?

You can tell that you have taken the wrong turn, if the village idiot congratulates you on the direction you are heading. In your case it was Trump. He commented, that his Scottish golf course should see more visitors with the GBP dropping to its lowest exchange rate in 30+ years. That is the quality of your new friends.

What else was entertaining?

Your Prime Idiot, who during campaigning promised to trigger Article 50 immediately, does not have the balls to do so. This comment at the Guardian offers an explanation. Cameron wants to hang in there until October and do … nothing.

Your most prominent Brexit politicians do not have the balls to pull through. Nobody steps up to fulfill the promises you fell for. Your Boris Johnson feels “no rush to act”. Or in other words, he wants to do … nothing.

It seems, your government does not have a plan. And never had one.

At the same time, the Oh so inefficient EU government was prepared. The immediate and unanimous reaction from EU officials can be summed up in four letters:


While the English politicians intend to sit on their thump and do nothing, others are preparing for Brexit. The Scots wanted to stay in the EU, so did the Northern Irish. Both are exploring ways to leave the UK and remain in the EU. On someone raised the question: What will you call yourself if they leave? Mostly United Kingdom or MUK? Somewhat United Kingdom? A worse acronym.

Last week some of the biggest law firms in the world, all with their EU headquarters in London, applied for membership in the Law Society of Ireland. They need to make sure, they can continue working in the EU. And Korean companies Samsung and LG announced to relocate their European headquarters out of the UK.

Moody’s and Standard & Poors is preparing. The British AAA credit rating was placed under review. Which means, the cost of financing your – largely foreign – debt will go up. A reminder, this is how you created your recent ‘great economy and low unemployment’, Glynksy is still dreaming of. Since 2009 you just borrowed and printed more money. There was no growth or greater employment through real business. And now the financing of that scheme will be harder and more costly. Because your so called financial service industry will lose its “Euro-Pass“, and the lower Sterling Pound will lead to higher interest rates.

If this is all too far removed from your daily life, watch your online shopping experience. IT systems are being changed already. The UK will neither have EU data protection laws anymore, nor will it be part of the Privacy Shield negotiations. EU consumer protection laws will not be applicable. Prepare for statements from Amazon, eBay and others, that “this product is not available for shipping into your country”.

Whether or not your politicians do act, the rest of the world does. And your only friend seems to be the one person, you dislike even more than the EU: Angela Merkel. She is the only person wanting to calm down the EU, and give you a bit of time to sort the mess you got yourself into.

This is history in the making. I believe, all will end well. But it is a bumpy ride ahead.

Engine Room


time to move on…

Dear diablog,

From me this will be the last on Brexit – its her and will stay, for better or worse. Lets get on with it.

There were 2 things that I wanted to post together but one I can’t upload (maybe one day ER will explain why) so at least this will, if you are interested, answer why Smiles and others got it all wrong in my view.

I am grateful to a Brit for sending me an Italian TV transmission. It however says all that needs to be said as to why many of us voted out with conviction.

Yours, diablog, looking forward to a new life



send her victorious…

Dear diablog,

I tender genuine apologies for the Glynsky silence.

Amongst a complete revision of the IHQ, cars, organising an event and GKW stuff that keeps happening, time just slips away.

Away from Brexit et al (despite the poster displayed in the window of this ‘party’ pic!)


Mme and I had the immense pleasure of going to a street party yesterday for the Queen’s 90th. The above seems a little bleak as pics go – but what you can’t see (or hear) is that in the lounge behind the open window was a blues band blaring out for all (well, nearly all) to enjoy.

Brilliant – and in some ways a comment on Europe in that we (the Brits) appear to have lost our community spirit and events like this are to be lauded. Italy, France, Spain and all the others have communal events the whole time. We must catch up.

Kids, street tennis, literally GALLONS of Pimms, food enough for the planet and a feeling of general bonhomie was everywhere.

Roll on the next one. I apologise that I only took 2 pics as the Pimms and rain kept interrupting my use of the trusty Blackberry – but this unique sweatshirt summed up the humour of the day


and even, as it was at the end, looking empty believe me the whole afternoon was a gas.

Yours, diablog, hoping to write more very soon,



pluckin’ ‘ell…

Dear diablog,

The Brexit Express is heading for the station and, sadly, the vote gets closer. Sadly because I enjoy more and more the utter bollocks being talked about as ‘being relevant’ and in particular the load of tosh from the Stay side – amply illustrated by Engine Room here.

So, it is getting very close to decision timeĀ  and –

I had intended to write a series of 3 posts – one for in, one for out and one to compare and balance my OUT, OUT, OUT.

What the EC has become is not what we voted for in 1975. Free trade area YES, political union NO – never.

On reflection, however, I decided it was pointless. Who cares what I think? Who reads diablog that it might change their mind? The world around me is full of wanker breast beating touchy feely arseholes who couldn’t decide whether to pull out a splinter from their thumb in case it infringed the Rights of Thorns.

Maybe it is me who is the wanker. Maybe using a whistle in the school playground is ‘aggressive’, maybe the gagging of freedom of opinion in British universities is a good thing, maybe the USA isn’t (politically) a shit hole of a nation populated by ignorant warmongers – maybe I should learn to love my fellow man.

Naaah – they stink, I’ll stick to women.

So, what to do. I feel I must write something but there’s too much to say.

Pictures speak a thousand words so any one who wants In…


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