Yesterday, for some unknown reason, an acquaintance asked my opinion on the apparent impasse over the UK’s Brexit agreement. If he was asking from the position of respect for my political opinions, although misguided, I appreciated their trust in seeking my unreliable witterings.
That being said, though, I hold no opinion on the subject. My position simply a consequence of, like referendum campaigners, the British public, EU bureaucrats, Government and possibly even clever s***e writer Stephen Fry, I don’t fully understanding the implications of us leaving.
As singer/songwriter Paul Weller wrote in The Jam’s 1979 hit Going Underground:-
“…..You choose your leaders and place your trust
As their lies wash you down and their promises rust
You’ll see kidney machines replaced by rockets and guns
And the public wants what the public gets
But I don’t get what this society wants
I’m going underground (going underground)……”
Weller’s prose obviously not written with precognition of Brexit 40 years on from the song’s release. However, I can’t help thinking the lyrics bear parallel to contemporary British politics. In particular, the naivety of placing trust in your leaders.
I know whatever happens with Brexit will affect me as much as the next Brit, most probably not in a positive way. However, as with most things in the political domain, I remain gloriously underwhelmed and bored of hearing about it. If truth be told, yours truly bears a total lack of enthusiasm for our modern government…… You could say I’m disaffected by those who should be metaphorically disinfected.
As penned on numerous occasions, I attempt to avoid writing about subjects like politics, religion and the bloke who wanders around East Leeds wearing a ‘Write about me and I’ll kill you!’ t-shirt.
I’d rather create narratives with a light-hearted slant, however find little of whimsical value in the above topics.
On the subject of a united continent, late former Prime Minister Winston Churchill once proffered:-
“We hope to see a Europe where men of every country will think of being a European as of belonging to their native land, and…wherever they go in this wide domain…will truly feel, ‘Here I am at home.”
A stirring sentiment aimed at what he deemed the benefits of closer union by our continent’s nation states. Reading the paragraph set me wondering what Winnie would have made of today’s impasse at a Brexit deal….. I concluded he’d most likely not take it in the laid back style of Eeyore, but on the plus side be a damn sight less giddy than Tigger!
Seriously, though, with our deadline to leave the European Union (EU) hurtling closer like a Barnes Wallis bouncing bomb toward an enemy dam, what would Winnie Churchill have to say about the UK’s current predicament while seeking an amicable divorce?
A slight addendum to his original speech on the union, perhaps?!
“We hope to see a Europe where men of every country will think of being a European as of belonging to their native land, and…wherever they go in this wide domain…will truly feel, ‘Here I am at home’……. However, should those aspirations not manifest mutual fulfillment, bonds forged in adversity negate a spiteful dissolution of the union…. And, although you can have the kids, under no circumstances are you having the CD collection or my audio system, you bunch of chuffing parasites!…… Kindest Regards, Winston X”