I really wish the world would realize that when we "go it alone," we get ourselves into giant messes. Our civilization has advanced itself so far that we are capable of destroying our species and our home at the flick of a switch. There are lessons to be learned from history. The beginning of the Twentieth century saw advancements like nothing else before or as quickly in any period in our history, and in the same number of years, we came as close to destroying ourselves as we ever have. Do you know what changed?
Great leaders like Winston Churchill united us under banners as the European Union and the United Nations, and many others. These assemblies, partnerships really, brought a connectivity between nations, allowing communication to flow freely under the bedrock of democratic ideals. These organizations strengthened crippled nations, united themselves against outside threats, but most importantly protected themselves from each other. No one would dare pick a fight with the EU or UN because each was made up of so many other nations you would effectively begin another world war and be forced to go it alone.
The membership of first world nations like Britain, provided stability, because not only were these little countries now aligned with you to provide backup, but almighty Britain had your back, and her allies had your back as well. Unity saw the world through the reconstruction and realignment of the post world war era. Nations were crumbled, yet somehow they were rebuilt. Nations that went to war against each other twice within a half century worked together for a common goal, peace. Peace and security.
Going it alone in today's society, all so you can "have your country back" is the most selfish and ridiculous agenda in the current global society. It cannot be each man for themselves; society has tried that, and we have failed. We must work together if peace is to be endured. You cannot say you did not know, its happened before and it will happen again if we refuse to heed the lessons from history.
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