“Brexit’s ultimate tragedy is that it has broken the very thing it imagines itself to have restored: national identity, national cohesion. There is none at all. There are just two huge tribes set against each other, and the mutual loathing is as fierce as ever”
@tompeck 👏👏👏
@tompeck 👏👏👏
A weird song called “17million Fuck Offs”.
The milk of human kindness and reconciliation to the fore then..
The milk of human kindness and reconciliation to the fore then..
We have won our freedom from our own imagined nightmares.
Liberated ourselves from the monsters under the bed that were never there.
We are the children that never grew up.
Liberated ourselves from the monsters under the bed that were never there.
We are the children that never grew up.
There simply isn’t any middle ground. The gulf is as wide as it has ever been: one side revels in regaining its imagined independence...
While the other mourns the terrible loss of having been part of something big, something ambitious, with its eyes fixed on the future and not drunk on the imagined glories of the past.
“We simply do not have more in common than that which divides us. It is an irreconcilable, fundamental rift that goes to the core of everything everyone on either side believes. There will be no moving on.”
“They think the blue touchpaper has been lit, except for the fact that our neighbours are not rising up but glancing up to look upon us with embarrassed pity at our own crushing stupidity.”
“There is simply no way anyone of good conscience can make peace with being so very clearly on the wrong side of history.
Come together? Sorry, but no thanks. The long walk back to sanity starts now. Who knows, it might even be a surprisingly short one.”
Come together? Sorry, but no thanks. The long walk back to sanity starts now. Who knows, it might even be a surprisingly short one.”
