Dear, Oh Bloody Dear...

 


So, Brexit has nothing whatsoever to do with the current shit-show that obtains for all the poor sods trying to get over to France - an EU country, let's not forget - via Euro tunnel or ferry this week. No, of course not. To paraphrase the sage Ann Widdecombe, it's all the Frogs' fault: blame it on the old enemy, then. Dear God, when will the Tories face reality and stop believing in their own twisted fictions?

Given that joining the Common Market, as it was then, was a Tory idea in the first place, motivated by - guess what? - ease of commerce with a large, local marketplace, and resisted by Labour and the unions at the time. I have to admit that I was amongst the anti-euro throng in the '70s, at the time of the first referendum, simply following my party's line that it was just a right-wing stitch-up; which of course it would have been, if the Tories had actually achieved their intended goal. Fortunately for the rest of us, they hadn't bargained for the rest of the [then EEC] membership: Johnny Foreigner actually wanted the whole thing to function, not just as a large, coherent trading force on the world economic stage, but also as a unifying political entity which would ensure a stable continent for the foreseeable future. Which it became, and did, for forty-odd years. Until Brexit, by which time I was firmly convinced that being a European was a damned good idea, and voted to remain.

Most of those waving the Union flag in support of this Gadarene rush for the EU exit door, and who are now standing in endless queues at passport control, simply don't appreciate that we were one of the senior partners in the alliance, and had a significant say over policy within the EU. Far from taking back control [of what?], we have ceded most of our influence over our economic destiny to forces largely beyond our control, and closed our borders (!), not only to those outwith these isles, but to ourselves in the outward direction. Like just about everything else about our sorry little archipelago, we owe all this to the Conservatives. Just what is it they conserve, exactly, apart from their own venal interests? Generation after generation, we keep these buggers either in power, or waiting in the wings of power, and for what? It benefits no-one but them. Just say no, next time...

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