Why, in God’s name, do we have to go through this prolonged, painful amateur pantomime of attempting a dignified adjustment to Brexit? The clown’s pants have fallen down. His car is in pieces. The tent has collapsed.
Why don’t we just face up to it and stop trying to give dignity to our psychotic break of surrender to pitiful lumpen ignorance and fear?
The self-imposed sanctions can’t end without finally, dear god, loudly admitting our mistake, perhaps begging forgiveness and returning to rational politics.
We’ve seen the shrieking embarrassment of awfulness across the pond that is the festering, Republican, Orwellian, hate-fest and wannabe dictator and criminal clinical narcissist Trump, on his second coming, slouch to Washington, not even affording old Nigel, friend to fascists everywhere, a photo op for his 5,000 mile trek. We’ve had at least five years of it ourselves. This sh*t has to stop. What is it they say…? History repeats itself, first as tragedy, second as farce. Well, we are at peak farce now.
Sums up our view here at WCV. Enough is enough. We saw David’s post on Facebook and asked if we could publish it. Simple! Ed
