Well, we finally have a proposed agreement by which the UK could withdraw from the EU. It’s just a pity that no one actually agrees with it. In fact, disagreeing to it is about the only thing the House of Commons can agree on.
Here’s something you won’t hear everyday: I’m to the left of Jeremy Corbyn. If you listened to much of the British media, you wouldn’t think that’s possible, given that the now twice-elected leader of the Labour Party is apparently a Lenin-loving, Hamas-hugging, business-bashing commie fiend dead-set on nationalising your children and making them go on strike in reopened coal mines. And yet, here I am, proudly nailing my colours to the mast, revealing them to being considerably redder than those of certain bearded brethren.
Well, the vote was for Brexit. I can’t say I’m a fan of the EU, but I take no joy in this outcome. With its narrative of out-of-control immigration, the interfering outsiders, and Britain no longer being Great thanks to the burdens of the EU. It was not a pleasant campaign for those of us on the Left. However, the vote happened. We don’t have to like it or agree with it, but we have to accept it.
I made the mistake today of making a distinctly anti-Thatcher comment. To this I received a (fairly typical) response that Thatcher saved Britain for anarchy and bankruptcy and that while her policies were unpleasant at the time, they were necessary. There are even plenty of people on the centre-left who say things like this. It irritates me to no end, but I figured that it was best to avoid getting dragged into a political debate in public. Of course, this being me, it continued to bother me through the day, so I’ve written some of my thoughts on the matter here.