A citizen of nowhere!
February 1st 2020 and I woke up this morning with my citizenship of the European Union stripped away from me. To say I am heartbroken about this would be an understatement to say the least. I’ve heard all the arguments about how this was done democratically (it was but it wasn’t as democratic as it should have been given the consequences) but it still grates with me personally – and I have taken it personally, as you would if it affected you as it is likely to affect me and Karen.
There is no consolation in still being a subject of Her Majesty the Queen given I’ve never liked being a subject of anyone and I’ve always been a Republican – the sooner her and her bunch of wastrels are gone the better!
We now have to hope that Boris keeps his promises and secures his free trade deal with the EU in the next 11 months because if he can’t and we leave without an agreement the consequences on us are dire, as detailed in earlier blogs ad nauseam!
We now have to accept that we’ve left the EU but Brexiteers will now have to own and accepts the long-term consequences, so when the UK splits apart as Scotland secures its independence don’t say you weren’t warned! When volume production of cars ends in the UK don’t say you weren’t warned! When you have to start paying for your health care don’t say you weren’t warned! When your chicken tastes like it’s been washed in your local chlorinated swimming pool don’t say you weren’t warned – if indeed your local authority can still afford to keep your pool open!
So to any of my readers who voted for Brexit – thanks a million! I won’t forget this or you.
On a more upbeat note the home improvements are picking up speed but more on that next time as I really am too upset to write more at the moment – bloody Brexit, bloody Brexiteering bastards! I hate you all with a passion!