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“In the trenches on the Western Front, British Tommies sang their darkly ironic hymn to futility: ‘We’re here because/We’re here because/We’re here because/ We’re here’.” irishtimes.com/opinion/fintan…
“In the trenches on the Western Front, British Tommies sang their darkly ironic hymn to futility: ‘We’re here because/We’re here because/We’re here because/ We’re here’.” irishtimes.com/opinion/fintan…
“the great allure of promise to Get Brexit Done was in the idea of ‘done’ meaning not just achieved but ‘done with’ – finished, dead, laid to rest. It recast 2016-19 no longer as glorious struggle for a joyful emancipation, but as bad trip from which everyone had to come down.”
“In the ultimate irony, Brexit has ceased to be a release from the EU and has become a release from itself. Brexit has morphed from Let My People Go to Let My People Stop Banging On About Brexit.”
“the leadership of both main British parties kept alive the fantasy that everything would change and nothing would change, that the day of departure from the EU would be at once a defining date with destiny and a casual hook-up over a shared love of cake”
“it remains as true today as in 1971 that EU will continue to exert huge influence over Britain..while Britain is giving up all of its very considerable influence over the EU. As those realities gradually dawn, today’s shining new daybreak will look a lot more grey.”
