Thursday, 30 June 2016


I should develop this, though maybe I'm too angry to do so. I realised when the Brexit vote won that I had not felt this way since the dismissal of Gough Whitlam in Australia in 1975. The day that happened the relationships in my workplace became toxic. I remember swearing at people I'd worked amicably with before the event. For a few days it seemed anything could happen. The Governor General's intervention appeared like a right-wing coup (well it was). You knew where you stood. But here there seems nowhere to stand in this little island off the coast of Europe with its idiotic pretence to be a 'world power'.

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