The European Deflection Project for Local Politicians—what the marketing department insists on calling the European Union—will meet its end in the most banal way imaginable: it will simply run out of money. Whether it’s the green delirium that finally drives the stake home, or one of the other lunatic cash bonfires Brussels has on offer, hardly matters. For years, the machine has been kept alive by printing ungodly sums, an illusion of solvency propped up on hollowed ground. But debts are not erased by time; they metastasize. Every euro burned in folly compounds the reckoning. No amount of waiting, trickery, or intimidating whistleblowers will make it vanish. This is not a debt—it’s a monster. It grows in the shadows, straining at its chains, and when it finally breaks free, it doesn’t nibble politely at the edges. It devours the entire structure whole.
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