Stefano Hatfield
I hope you had a great weekend, and ignored my friend and colleague,
the grumpy old Simon Kelner, to wallow in the blue skies, and warm
sunshine.
It was a weekend when we learned most things don't
change. Silly old Eurovision revealed — again — that no one likes us,
despite our offering up as sacrifice an international singing legend's
dignity. Roy Hodgson's first England game reminded us we can just about
scrape a 1-0 against quite mediocre opposition, but we can't keep the
ball and pass it around when required for love nor mega-money.
The sunny weather suggested that many Brits badly need to grasp the
concept of a summer wardrobe, and Jessica Ennis confirmed, as she broke
the British record while winning yet another international heptathlon
title, that she could be quite a good athlete if only she were not so
"fat".
On a much more serious level, we learned that something
has truly changed: how reduced we are as an international power. Yes,
those massacre photographs from Syria in our excellent sister paper The
Independent on Sunday were truly horrifying, and should shock all who
see them. And, yes, ideally they would shock those who see them into
action. But, what? What can we actually do about them if the Chinese and
the Russians choose to continue to stand in the way of any tougher
action on Assad's regime?
For all William Hague's well-meaning
agitating, he knows, and we know too if we stop to think about it, that
there is precious little that we can do as a nation alone. In a world
increasingly ruled by the concept of "Realpolitik", our "ideals" count
for little in the face of China and Russia's power. The disturbing thing
for our traditional world view is that the Americans will have to learn
the same lesson too.
And if it is a tough lesson for us...
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