The lead up to, the approach, that first time is process of worry, wonder and dreams of incipient joy. Then comes reality and it’s not just a joke that the second greatest disappointment of so many American honeymoons was the sight of Niagara Falls. They are indeed less impressive than the build up.
So too with this project of ever more Europe:
[perfectpullquote align=”full” bordertop=”false” cite=”” link=”” color=”” class=”” size=””]Jean-Claude Juncker: Europeans have lost ‘libido’ for each other[/perfectpullquote]In a detailed sense this isn’t anything you’d gain an understanding of from observing a part of the Erasmus program. Europe’s young seem just as interested as they always were. But in the metaphorical sense that is meant here it’s all entirely understandable:
[perfectpullquote align=”full” bordertop=”false” cite=”” link=”” color=”” class=”” size=””]“We don’t love each other,” Juncker said. “We have lost our collective libido … Five or six years after the second world war there was one. Yet these days it should be much easier for Europeans to fall in love with each other than it was in 1952.”[/perfectpullquote]There is something called the refractory period. Between one bout and another the libido does flag. But that isn’t the issue here.
Now we’ve had that right royal buggering from the federasts for the past 67 years we’ve rather gone off the process. That is, it’s not our libido that’s at fault, it’s you and what you’ve done to us.
Mr Juncker feels this way in the morning, but after lunch it’s all ‘I lurrrrve you, Treesa, I lurrrve everyone, whay are people so nasty.?’