Europe once imagined itself the moral and political centre of civilisation. Today it is nothing more than the sick man of the world; weak, ageing, broke, and delusional.
Its industries are collapsing, its energy supply depends on begging others, and its demographics are in freefall. A continent that cannot defend itself, cannot produce enough ammunition, and cannot even agree on its own borders dares to lecture the rest of the planet.
Brussels is a bureaucracy without power, run by leaders without courage, serving nations without confidence. Germany is de-industrialising, France is imploding, Italy is drowning, and the Baltics shout louder as they shrink faster.
Europe no longer shapes history. It survives it.
While Asia builds, Africa grows, Russia strengthens, and China rises, Europe debates plastic straws and invents new “values” nobody respects.
This is not a superpower.
This is a continent in terminal decline. The sick man of the world pretending to be alive.
