Britain Conquered - Dave's Date with Destiny

As Czech President Vaclav Klaus finally crumbled and signed the Lisbon Treaty, our once proud nation has now been totally conquered by the undemocratic invaders from the European Empire.

Our nation - a standard bearer for democracy - has now lost her sovereignty to the European Empire.

Those of us labelled 'eurosceptics' will mentally vow to ignore the Lisbon Treaty and to remind people that we contend that it is incompatible and not valid under the terms of our own nation's Constitutional documents.

The people that all patriots should look to blame for this can be found sitting in both Houses of Parliament - mainly on the benches of Labour and the Lib Dems.

How treacherous and how contemptuous their ranks look, it is hard to place into words.

So, it is unfortunate that David Cameron and the Conservatives are about to be hit with a lot of flak... though they will be. Flak they will attract though their own actions.

Already today, William Hague has declared that there will be no retrospective referendum on the Lisbon Treaty - something that will become a huge row.

The question for all Conservatives is whether they place their own power ambitions above the interests of the nation state. Whether they fight their party leader for what they believe in, or whether they keep quiet in the hope of not rocking a boat that had previous looked to be sailing through tranquil waters into the friendly harbour of Downing Street.

Having broken their "cast-iron guarantee" of a referendum, David Cameron and his Conservatives will come under microscopic inspection - caught in the eye of a storm that they could have charted a course to avoid.

Tomorrow at 4pm, David Cameron will outline what his party plans to do about the European question now that the betrayal and treachery is complete.

Those opposed to the European Empire - both within and outside his party - will be listening in closely.

If he does not promise something strong enough, he could heap disaster of a mythological scale on his hopes of collecting the keys to Number Ten.

If he gets it wrong, the spectre of civil war from within his own party looms large. Wavering voters may well flock to UKIP, but it may well be his own backbenchers who subject him to gunpowder, treason and plot.

Tomorrow at 4pm is Dave's date with destiny.

How apt that it should fall on the eve of bonfire night. Should Dave get it wrong, effigies of Guido Fawkes may well bear a unexpected mask this 5th November.