I hated Europe before it was chic to hate Europe

Said Bryan at the parent teacher meeting

It is an empty vessel

Only the residue is considered attractive

The teacher looked shocked

We educate our children for what

So that they may complete against each other

Like dying rats in a cage

Europe is broken

It has imploded

Europe is full

Billy was sitting on a chair nearby

Watching his father

He had blue saucer eyes

Which dominated his face

But they betrayed no emotion

I have had to bring my child with me

As my wife is working in casino

She does not want to work

Especially in a casino

Full of lost souls

She only got the job

Because she was attractive

And has nice tits

Billy should be in bed

With his mummy in the next room

But he is here and we are discussing his schooling

Although we both know that when he is fifteen

The system will abandon him

And if he is lucky

He will work on a building site like me

This is not your fault Miss Reed

You are as much a victim as Billy is

Both Christine and I have been fucked by Europe

Chewed and spat out without purpose

A tear as beginning to form in the teachers eye

She knew that she had stared into the abyss

I know that you have a point Mr Jones

And I agree with you that Europe is dead

But what can I do apart from teaching

It may help in a small way or at least I hope it will

I am only a small cog in a giant wheel

As I said it is not your fault Miss Reed

Far from it and I admire your dedication

Bryan rose from his chair and shook the teachers hand

He called his son as it was time to leave

It was then that he noticed a pistol in the teachers bag

The revolution he knew was not far way