THE body of a teenage asylum seeker is washed up on a French beach.
He was, reported the BBC, a “desperate” 16-year-old seeking sanctuary in Britain — another victim of corruption, violence and, by implication, the heartless Tories.
In fact, the poor soul was 28-year-old Sudanese Abdulfatah Hamdallah, whose official asylum claim had been ruled unacceptable by the French authorities.
A non-swimmer, he stole a toy dinghy and tried to cross Europe’s busiest sea lane before puncturing his flimsy craft with a spade used as a paddle a mile offshore.
Whichever way you look at it, this is a tragic story.
Yet for some bizarre reason, Britain is getting the blame.
Why, wail the shroud-wavers, are WE putting lives at risk?
In truth, migrants are the raw material for a cruel criminal industry.
Countless young men pay people-smugglers billions to cross continents and reach British soil.
At least one in four lies about his age, according to social care records. Many are well over 18, as was 28-year-old Abdulfatah.
In this age-limit lottery, winners hit the jackpot with free accommodation, healthcare and spending money up to the age of 25.
All claim to be from war zones, fleeing for their lives.
Some are telling the truth. Many make false claims, both about their age and their origins. Some, reportedly coached by aid workers, concoct fake personal histories and nationalities and destroy evidence of their true identity.
With 50,000 illegals now parked in “temporary” accommodation around the country, hard-pressed officials struggle to tell one from the other.
In fact, only some are in genuine fear for their lives.
The United Nations warns seven out of ten coming through Libya are economic opportunists using criminal gangs to jump the queue. Some are battle-hardened Islamists.
They will remain on the hook to gangsters who shipped them over.
Most who reach France have been officially ordered, at some point along the way, to leave Europe.
Many complain bitterly about French racism and ill-treatment. With every other country moving them on, Britain — just 22 miles away — is their last hope.
Once here, thanks to zealous human rights lawyers they are unlikely ever to leave and, under our liberal laws, might one day bring their family over to join them.
This explains why they are “desperate”.
France could solve this crisis by closing camps and cracking down on criminal gangs.
Instead, as The Sun reported on Saturday, Emmanuel Macron is using it as a Brexit negotiating weapon.
If we want a neighbourly hand, we must cough up another £30million and abandon our rights to sovereign status over fishing and human rights laws.
Macron is happy to see migrants leaving.
He thinks it is Britain’s fault for being so soft — an undeniable fact which Boris Johnson is, I am told, about to address. The whole point of Brexit was “taking back control”.
Covid has exposed the shocking, perhaps even deadly, lack of such control at the heart of government.
Ministers pull levers and nothing happens — on PPE and Covid testing. In June, they demanded a return to school. Nothing happened.
Britain is paying the price for an unaccountable bureaucracy, the Whitehall Blob. And for a legion of grotesquely expensive quangos such as Public Health England, identified here on Sunday by former Tory leader Iain Duncan Smith.
We are tied in chains by lawyers posing as human rights champions and troublemakers who challenge decisions with costly and time-consuming judicial reviews.
Well, I am here to tell you, folks, this is all about to end . . . I hope.
Whitehall Remainers are seething over a range of yet-to-be revealed measures which will sweep away EU-style meddling and regulation and hand power back where it belongs: In elected political hands.
Illegal migrants will be sent back. Long legal wrangles will be terminated. Judicial reviews will be effectively abolished.
Human rights laws will be tailored to fit the needs of Britain, not Brussels.
Thanks to Brexit, the Bonfire Of The Quangos is about to begin . . . at last.
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