It’s all over now

It’s been a while.

It has been a while.

In fact, it’s been the length of time it takes for me to stop choking on the bile of raging, hate-filled impotent fury.

I’m not doing a dissection job on the Brexshit (thanks Jess) outcome. No point.

Except to say that nothing will convince me that the result wasn’t – purely and simply -the first English nationalist troll-child – the first product, that is, to survive to term, the pairing of the British (please read ‘English’) trash xenophobic press and the results of too many years of Tory ‘austerity’. I can’t say the names of the Tory and UKIP and fucking Labour (what a fucking joke of a shitty political party they are) politicians who acted as midwives. They’ve made mendacity an art form.

This was an English result. Not Scottish. Not Northern Irish.

The force underpinning it is a very immature vision of English national identity – a nascent version of the type of ethnic nationalism folk around my age have been taught to fear as a consequence of Hitler. This was the primary reason I voted Yes in the Scottish Independence Referendum. I could see and taste and smell it back then.

It’s the nationalist disaster that happens when there isn’t a politician with any sense to see that if you start to create devolved Parliaments for some partners in a ‘Union’ then you are just incubating trouble for later. And it’s what happens when  unscrupulous (isn’t that just a totally superfluous adjective?)  politicians come along later and capitalise on the potential for tension between the partners in that Union.

Just reflect on how successful Cameron’s appeal to ‘the English’ was when he played on fears of a potential coalition between Miliband’s Labour and Sturgeon’s SNP. In fact, some believe it was fear of disproportionate Scottish influence that really jet-propelled the Labour failure (I don’t – Labour was just fucked as soon as it embraced the Tory narrative that austerity was necessary because of previous Labour financial mismanagement) and that secured Cameron his (slim) majority.

Anyway.

I am guaranteeing I have an escape route and applying for my Irish passport (I qualify as a consequence of my very much loved maternal Grandmother who was born in Keady pre-partition) – something that will likely be of bigger value to my kids.

Meg is certainly relieved as it means she can live and work in Germany avoiding any potential Brexit-created difficulties when she’s finished the degree here.

She’s now back from the Erasmus year – and all I want to say is that I would bow down and kiss the feet of whoever came up with the idea for the Erasmus scheme – no honour is too high.

Our ferry journey back was as expected: very cramped. And that was after I’d persuaded Megan to leave some of her stuff in Germany…

As for our 36 days in Germany/Czech Republic – ahhhh. I loved every single minute. Maybe not the 10 days I spent sweating out the first flu I have ever suffered from. But certainly every single other minute. Even the ones where I mixed up left and right instructions and R and I spent time shouting at one another in the car.

It’s all over now.

Back to work tomorrow.

 

 

 

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6 thoughts on “It’s all over now

  1. I have high hopes that freedom of movement will continue, not least because I’m here in jolly Deutschland on the basis of my official Britishness. But yes, it’s time to get hands on new passports.

    To me this looks like a reversion to English type. I believe that they invented nationalism, at least so far as it is a negative way of indentifying oneself – as NOT something else. And that NOT something else has historically been two things: you Scots and Irish, and mainland Europeans. Well, here we are and it’s official again. Fuckers.

    • That’s the atmosphere I grew up in – Scotland used to define itself as ‘not English’. What a fucked up dis-UnitedK. I note yesterday an official press release issued by Liam Fox was very hastily withdrawn – it very matter of factly referred to the potentiality for freedom of movement to end and to an adoption of the WTO rules for tariffs etc… caused a minor stooshie which (predictably) was air-brushed out of existence by all but the renegade few (try Tom Pride on wordpress – though Chuka Umunna managed to pick it up and made some good points).

  2. Correctly summerised!
    English jingoism fed by a right wing media (that’s all there is including the BBC) gave the people what they wanted, a Free England! Now the cost is becoming clear and Theresa May, for all her words, is hindering the end because she knows it may never happen.
    English nationalism, fear of migrants, closed eyes and selfishness won the day.

    I am glad your personal life is a much happier one, you have suffered too long.
    I hope joy follows for a while.

    • Thanks Tynecastle.
      Hellish. Isn’t it.
      No surprise that my politics are left of centre (it would’ve been a bit of a miracle if a Council house wain whose parents suffered the full brunt of the unemployment that was such an essential element of Thatcher’s economic strategy had turned out any other way I suppose…) – so I am predisposed to despise our media…and to see right wing bias everywhere… 😀 But just because we’re paranoid doesn’t mean they aren’t grossly hideously right wing jingoists…
      I don’t like the Scottish nationalism that talks of ‘traitors’ and that is wilfully blind to the SNP’s faults. But Devolution has nurtured a very different nationalism – that civic stuff that Sturgeon does so well. The letters to our Scottish immigrants were a very fine admirable touch from a fine politician. In Germany I learned that she is viewed as a young Merkel – I also discovered that Angus Robertson speaks absolutely faultless German (it really is his Mother tongue – his Mother was German).
      Things have settled with Mum (she is recovering well) – though Dad has a new setback diagnosed when we were away (a facial skin cancer that will require plastic surgery – but which should be totally removed). Nothing for it but to appreciate the good stuff and just roll with the bad…

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