If you are a herdsman shepherding your domesticated Yaks on the plains of Tibet, or an electrician in Doncaster off to work in his white van at seven in the morning, your interest in politics is close to a big fat zero! Your immediate focus is feeding and caring for your family, nothing else.

For the Tibetan there is no reminder of the world of politics. He survives in a benign dictatorship, controlled from a far-off city where there are 2,000 multi-millionaires and some billionaires to decide the politics for him.

For Doncaster man he is in much the same position. The difference is he is dragged screaming to the polling station to cast his vote every five years or so. No matter the election promises and platitudes of the political parties he knows his vote is futile, he will be ignored.

If you asked me why I am writing my next book with such a pretentious title, I suppose it was a growing realisation that Britain was heading for the dustbin of history along with all the others, the Egyptians, Romans, Greeks, Hapsburg and Ottoman.

Why is this happening? I would be tempted to give the same answer to the question when asked what is the size of the universe? I have not a clue!

Give me a starter for 10 of the possible causes and hopefully I will find some solutions.

It would mean though in the meantime filling-in those huge educational gaps.

The question as to the size of the universe is a case in point; from I have not a clue I can now articulate a response. I will not bore you with that one.

As a chairman once said to me whilst giving a lucid and highly analytical response, ‘Very interesting but the spurious accuracy doesn’t help that much as to what we actually do, accompanied by a few choice four-letter profanities that a Broxtowe Boy would understand.’

Our leaders for several decades have stubbornly refused to accept the commonsense of the mass of the British people and denied them execution of the proletariats’ wishes.

No nation is perfect, but our weaknesses have become so deep and profound they have created a self-imposed existential threat.

We hold some very banal notions that are patently untrue. Such as we have a functioning democracy, we can defend our country, we are law-abiding, respectful of others, government’s deliver growth; our energy is secure, economic, and sustainable, public services work, it is someone else’s fault; need I go on.

It is not in the nature of the British People to engage in violent rebellion. We left that behind long ago after the English Civil War between 1642 to 1651.

But rebellion is in the air, the political framework across the continents is changing fast.

People are seeking change, but no one has yet defined what it is they are looking for; is it to be a Reformation or the extreme, Rebellion?

Or is it perhaps more complex than that, is it our twisted and corrupted culture getting in the way?

Unlike the French, are we capable of making the commitments and at times the sacrifices to make the adjustments needed. A significant set of adjustments led by a national consensual fervent desire for mass changes.

Otherwise, change will be imposed either through necessity or via violent protests. Then you open the door to the authoritarian governments.

The aim has to be an improvement in the well-being of all and the continuing survival of a great and wonderful nation by peaceful means.

Chopping heads off, or more likely repetitive changes of leaders and political parties as the French found to their cost never solved anything.

In fact, we do not require a Reformation carrying with it radicalism and high risks, we need a Restoration based upon proven philosophies and values, reinvigoration of our past cultural and moral values and execute them rigorously suitably adapted to the modern era.

The fathers of modern management theory pronounced on the crucial importance of culture. Pre-existing culture can thwart efforts to significantly change events. But in our case is it not the problem, we are trapped in a progressive poisonous destructive culture leading us into oblivion.

My possibly forlorn hope is to engage a nation and trigger a national debate for a mass realisation of what is at stake, an imperative for a galactic national reset, a rebooting of past practices that worked, not based on platitudinal hope but proven delivery.

Is it already too late before we all sink into the quicksand of apathy?

Britain must be brought back to where its history dictated its destiny should be, at the very forefront of nations.

‘Destiny is not a matter of chance. It is a matter of choice. It is not a thing to be waited for; it is a thing to be achieved.’

William Jennings Bryan