I am, of course, setting this post up in February. And I'm not returning to it.
So where we are right now will be a surprise, perhaps. Time will tell.
We voted for it. Now we should get it. Will we? Let's see.
Open thread!
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The fix was in from the start. The plebs voted against their masters and had to be put back in their place ( I consider myself a pleb!!). We are never going to leave in any meaningful way. Jaded
On that fateful day in June 2016, it seemed that real change was in the air. a great future for our country was possible. I genuinely believed that, naive fool that I was.
To quote Elvis Costello. 'It was a fine a fine idea at the time, now it's a brilliant mistake'. If you really thought the likes of JRM and the ERG had your best interests at heart then take your head for a wobble. You've been had big style. Retired
I work in Retail, in a large DIY store catering to many tradesmen amongs others. The sentiments the tradesmen express, without any prompting, would make any Remain-voting MP shudder in fear. There is a level of ... I was going to say 'distrust', that's not strong enough, the correct word would be 'hatred'. Hatred of the betrayal of the promise made at the time of the Referendum. "We will implement that which you decide." Nothing that any MP has done has been towards making that promise a reality. Too many people now see our Government as being against the people and for the EU. I am reminded strongly of Kipling's poem "The Beginnings".
It was not part of their blood, It came to them very late With long arrears to make good, When the English began to hate.
They were not easily moved, They were icy-willing to wait Till every count should be proved, Ere the English began to hate.
Their voices were even and low, Their eyes were level and straight. There was neither sign nor show, When the English began to hate.
It was not preached to the crowd, It was not taught by the State. No man spoke it aloud, When the English began to hate.
It was not suddenly bred, It will not swiftly abate, Through the chill years ahead, When Time shall count from the date That the English began to hate.
The sad thing was, we all expected this to happen. I remember David Dimbleby glumly announcing that the stupid people had voted the wrong way (note to Kamal Ahmed; we're still waiting for your apology over all your doom-laden predictions), and feeling a moment of elation before thinking that the Establishment would surely do everything in and out of the book to overturn our decision - something a certain Mr. Cameron proved less than four hours later. Coincidentally I got my polling card for the local elections the other day. Revenge is a dish best served cold.....
8 comments:
The fix was in from the start. The plebs voted against their masters and had to be put back in their place ( I consider myself a pleb!!).
We are never going to leave in any meaningful way.
Jaded
On that fateful day in June 2016, it seemed that real change was in the air. a great future for our country was possible. I genuinely believed that, naive fool that I was.
Instant Democracy Kit
Contents
Rope, Politician, Tree
(Some assembly required)
My guess for the babe is 21 April at around 10am. Good luck. Feral.
To quote Elvis Costello.
'It was a fine a fine idea at the time, now it's a brilliant mistake'.
If you really thought the likes of JRM and the ERG had your best interests at heart then take your head for a wobble. You've been had big style.
Retired
I work in Retail, in a large DIY store catering to many tradesmen amongs others. The sentiments the tradesmen express, without any prompting, would make any Remain-voting MP shudder in fear. There is a level of ... I was going to say 'distrust', that's not strong enough, the correct word would be 'hatred'. Hatred of the betrayal of the promise made at the time of the Referendum. "We will implement that which you decide." Nothing that any MP has done has been towards making that promise a reality. Too many people now see our Government as being against the people and for the EU.
I am reminded strongly of Kipling's poem "The Beginnings".
It was not part of their blood,
It came to them very late
With long arrears to make good,
When the English began to hate.
They were not easily moved,
They were icy-willing to wait
Till every count should be proved,
Ere the English began to hate.
Their voices were even and low,
Their eyes were level and straight.
There was neither sign nor show,
When the English began to hate.
It was not preached to the crowd,
It was not taught by the State.
No man spoke it aloud,
When the English began to hate.
It was not suddenly bred,
It will not swiftly abate,
Through the chill years ahead,
When Time shall count from the date
That the English began to hate.
The sad thing was, we all expected this to happen. I remember David Dimbleby glumly announcing that the stupid people had voted the wrong way (note to Kamal Ahmed; we're still waiting for your apology over all your doom-laden predictions), and feeling a moment of elation before thinking that the Establishment would surely do everything in and out of the book to overturn our decision - something a certain Mr. Cameron proved less than four hours later.
Coincidentally I got my polling card for the local elections the other day. Revenge is a dish best served cold.....
"The fix was in from the start."
Oh, indeed. The result wasn't what they expected. Or wanted.
"On that fateful day in June 2016, it seemed that real change was in the air..."
And the establishment won't stand for that.
"To quote Elvis Costello.
'It was a fine a fine idea at the time, now it's a brilliant mistake'."
To quote him back: "And I would rather be anywhere else
But here today..."
"There is a level of ... I was going to say 'distrust', that's not strong enough, the correct word would be 'hatred'."
As a lot of local political doorknockers are reporting in the last few days. We may need Ted's Instant Democracy Kit yet!
"Coincidentally I got my polling card for the local elections the other day. Revenge is a dish best served cold..."
I hope they send a message. A big, loud one.
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