Post Mortem

They killed Brexit. It had a brief life, full of hope and optimism, but it was cut down and flushed into the sewer of history by the massed ranks of the establishment, doing what they could never seem to manage in ‘peacetime’. Unable to formulate successful domestic and foreign policy; unable to broker an amicable settlement between disparate classes; unable to navigate educate, understand or implement the simple desires of the electorate, they were nevertheless able to cobble together a hotch-potch of resistance to something they didn’t want. There is nothing positive in any of this.

Oh, how David Cameron’s inaccurate calculus will come to be despised but they will never make the same mistake again; referenda in EU region NW235, sub-section 6, department B1 (formerly known as the UK)  will henceforth be made illegal, that ban coming into EU-wide application with or without a majority vote. First, quell the Briton and the rest will fall into line. Not only have we been taken for fools, we have shown how easily we chose to adopt that mantle as the largely uncoordinated rabble we are. Simple fools, we wanted a simple enough dream, to leave the cage. But they allowed us briefly to imagine an open door only to then slam it shut in our faces.

Treason May (and treason is not too strong a word) has carefully expunged from political discourse any mention of no-deal (otherwise known as Brexit). The choices have gone from ‘no-deal is better than a bad deal’ to ‘it is my deal or remain’. The political sheep have swallowed it; even former Brexit advocates have actually fallen for Project Fear and just as our former glory as an empire is now derided as the root of all evil in the world, Brexit has become little more than the nasty ambition of ‘far-right’ zealots. The simple and harmless notion of leaving the EU has overnight become so toxic that even the always opportunistic Boris Johnson has vanished from the scene.

Liam Fox has already jumped aboard the May train, Boris will soon follow and we will know the jig is truly up when Jacob Rees-Mogg declares for the government and assists the Withdrawal Agreement over the finishing line. And what a finish it will be. It will be the end of the United Kingdom, which will have handed over all decision-making, all control and all legislature to the new empire of evil, the unaccountable European Union. The enemy. The island of Great Britain, far from being the cradle of democracy and freedom, will be a vassal state and Britons, very much, will be slaves to a foreign master.

It is a glum appraisal, I know, but I am not alone in making it. An opportunity lost, a people betrayed and for what? Ordinarily I am averse to conspiracy theories, preferring to deploy Occam’s Razor and accept that incompetence is a far more likely driver of human outcomes, but this beggars belief. The question was straightforward, the decision was made and all that needed to be done was to part on friendly terms; a genuinely simple split was always not only possible but desirable.

But from the start the establishment – as much as it could rarely agree on anything productive whatsoever – was against it. No effort was expended in seeking to see the positives as their face was already set against it. Little by little the gloss was rubbed away, the excitement dampened and the vision blurred. Day by day they wore down the few allies we had in positions of power. Bit by bit our sovereignty was ceded, no matter what fine words were blasted from makeshift pulpits up and down the land.

Sometimes, the simplest solution...

When it comes to politics, politicians and their disparate beliefs, sworn enemies on either side of the divide can never agree. Logical, useful policies are regularly defeated by the simple intransigence of opposition. Progress is impeded because these warring factions can never work together in the best interests of them all. But when it comes to the worst interests it seems collusion can be made. When it comes to denying democracy it seems a form of unity can be achieved. In trying to understand all of this I once again turn to the faithful, never-fail Occam’s Razor and what do I discover? Usually, complex plotting is beyond the wit of the supposed conspirators, but this time the simplest solution to the conundrum may just be conspiracy after all.

It's time

Having spent the last two and a half years, since the referendum, being pretty calm about everything, but having to also watch the extended hissy-fits of remainers – by which I mean the government, the opposition, the other opposition, the educators, the legislators, and even the heads of bodies who ought to be fervently British, such as the armed forces – and having watched a piss-poor government demonstrate just how easy it was to plough the same old furrow, but just how incapable they are of ploughing a new one, I’m not alone in saying I've had enough.

We’ve seen pseudo-negotiations, staged events, sloppy announcements, clumsily obvious ‘leaks’ and listened to hackneyed soundbites proclaiming all manner of entirely fictitious breakthroughs. We’ve endured repeated marches by team-stupid for a ‘people’s vote’ attended by people who have manifestly refused to accept the last people’s vote just thirty months ago. I’m growing tired of reminding them that the referendum only came about because David Cameron, having demonstrated that any form of deal was impossible, thought we would surely share his lack of backbone and vote to remain.

Well, we didn’t. Having watched the enemy exert itself tilting at windmills (or should that be red buses?) we Leavers are getting to our feet, stretching our legs, and sharpening up our spears for the final battle. The present government, which has shown itself to be utterly ineffectual at leading a nation aspiring to confident independence, must fall and the EU must be made to confront the anger they have helped to unleash. From the outset their one purpose was to preserve their discredited globalist ambition and to put down any dissent.

Last Sunday the world commemorated the millions who made the ultimate sacrifice in the name of freedom. Furthermore, our forebears selflessly fought to protect the freedom of others against despotic overbearing authoritarian regimes. And while the horrors of war were and will continue to be real, they relished the fight. It was a good fight. And it was clear who the enemies were. That enmity has never fully subsided and when push comes to shove, we shove back.

For many years a form of peace has been enjoyed, but the enemies of the majority of ordinary people have posed as our friends. Agreements and appeasements have been made in secret and the lies about those agreements celebrated in public. The same people who pose as our protectors have also appropriated our history and claimed that peace as their own. But it’s not. It is neither the freedom that was fought for, nor the type of peace that was won.

Here we are again...

So today we must honour our dead and take up arms once again – this time with revolution in our hearts, for the enemy today is not without, but within. The enemy of the people is our own government and the same is true across Europe. It used to be said, in the days of powder and shot, that you should wait until you can see the whites of their eyes. Well, we are now face to face and there can be no doubt. We are at war once more.

Right back at ya!

I notice there is no clamour from the supposed ‘far-right’ to no-platform speakers, or to close down freedom of speech. Notable by its absence are the massed ranks of far-right protesters marching through London to demand that left-wing hate preachers are denied entry into the country. And I have yet to see far-right activists egging politicians, obstructing law-abiding businesses or demanding that swastika cakes be constructed and decorated by progressive artisan bakers.

Painted faces, unintelligible placards, flying the flags of despotic states or pseudo states? Nope, those right-wingers don’t much seem to go in for that kind of protest. Nor do they appear to have a penchant for infiltrating and disrupting debates, public meetings or getting in the way of ordinary people trying to go about their business. I’m guessing they also have no mechanisms for repeatedly flouting electoral rules or demanding better-than-equal representation in ballots.

I don’t see the right pleading the case to disallow votes for people who don’t hold the same views and just what are they thinking when they allow opposing opinions to be openly heard? When was the last time you saw a BBC vox pop consisting entirely of rabid right wingers spouting jingoistic claptrap? And I’m not saying it’s never happened, but when was the last time you saw a panel show being hosted by an avowedly right-wing presenter? And which famous media figure last said ‘Fuck Labour’ out loud without censure?

When did you last hear about how the right wing has an iron grip on the media and controls the message so that you only hear or see anything through the ideological filter of the far-right press? And how many left-wing Twitter accounts are routinely suspended for tweeting mildly left-wing things such as ‘punch a Nazi today’, or ‘all Brexit voters are racists’?

If the right wingers are masters of this sort of agit-prop, they are doing a hell of a job of looking like the very opposite. And damn those right-wing educators with their emphasis on standards and performance and excellence. Those discredited, stone-age principals will... will... most likely result in people working harder, earning more, living longer and all without the help of the state. Goddammit!

Those damned Nazis – come on, let’s say it to their faces - would punish criminals, police the streets, insist that those who come here abide by our rules and integrate into our society and make it harder for freeloaders to sponge on the largesse of the taxpayer. They would even – and this is unconscionable – put the country’s finances back in the black and deny our friends abroad the opportunity to take the piss and expatriate our national wealth.

Brave freedom fighters of Antifa... no fascism here, folks

But fortunately, comrades, this isn’t going to happen any time soon because a tiny troupe of freedom fighters is pushing back. Despite almost zero presence in political activism, society at large, local government, education and the world-wide media the left are managing to have their tiny voices heard. Even as the jack boots are stamping down, this band of angels with only love in their hearts is stamping back. The rise of the right? They are going to have to rise a little harder, I’m afraid.

Time for common sense?

As the now near inevitable non-Brexit grinds towards whatever the opposite of a conclusion is, the pundits are having a field day as conspiracy after conspiracy is dreamed up and the succession of leaks, rebuttals, unofficial briefings and official denials muddies the waters beyond any comprehension. Anybody who dares to claim they understand what is going on is quickly challenged and effectively silenced. The rest of us have little option but to sit it out; we really don’t have a clue.

One thing is for certain; whatever the deal or no-deal, the backstop (what the actual fuck is ‘the backstop’, seriously?) the resolution of the hyped-up ‘Irish question’, the future customs arrangements and the unimaginably dull transition period, a post-Brexit Britain will remain a battleground. It is pretty clear now that the UK will not be leaving the EU in any meaningful way but Remainers will get their result in the most unpalatable way imaginable.

It will be like the tug of war for a cherished sale item which results in it being irreparably broken; or the simple favour for a friend which sparks a trans-generational feud. Cutting off a nose to spite a face will seem pale in comparison, for Britain is broken and neither side is prepared to admit that they broke it. I fully expect next year’s favourite Bonfire Night effigy to be Gina Miller, who did so much to stoke the fires and reveal the impotence of a supposed sovereign government. We, the people? There is no such thing.

Britain is fractured into tribal groups and shitstorm doesn’t begin to describe what is coming for decades ahead. One thing is for certain and that is that the Remain campaign, which has employed, by orders of magnitude, far more resources than the humble Leavers ever had at their disposal, will never stop until every last Leaver has died or recanted. And even then it is doubtful anything will be forgotten, let alone forgiven. Just as southern US states refer to their civil war as ‘the recent unpleasantness’ people will remember Theresa May’s non-Brexit with bitter irony and with blood in their mouths.

But there is a way – and that is to leave, just leave, take the hit, sit out the shit and get on with it. ‘It’ being the rebuilding of our country in OUR image, not that of the progressives who have – the world over – brought strife and division in the false name of equality and diversity. I want an unequal society, but not a cruel one. I want there to be gracious winners and losers who recognise that losing is quite normal, but also that winning is within the grasp of those who keep on trying.

The left talk about fairness, well the reality is that life is inherently unfair, but I do want the genuinely unfortunate to be cared for and yes, I believe the state has a major part to play in this provision. Defence, security, law and order, healthcare, education, transport and more should be under the purview of government, but until the government more closely reflects the governed this simply isn’t going to work. Before Parliament can work properly it must be demolished and rebuilt from scratch. And Brexit might just be the wrecking ball with which to do it.

But not by violence, although I think violence is coming, because the stirred beast of the voiceless majority will lash out and the more the current establishment tries to exercise restrictions on the freedom to speak out, the more it tries to render some debates off-limits, the more likely a physical response will arise. The left have much to fear in this regard, but until they recognise that their far-right bogeyman is a demon of their own making, there may be no other way of bringing them to the table than to make it come true.

There is a respectable view that Brexit, like Trump, like Le Pen, like Orban, has come about as a reaction to the sneering condescension of those who believe they know better. There is much evidence that higher levels of education produce deeper levels of indoctrination and confirmation bias. So maybe the time has come to purge the world of governance of its intellectuals and let common sense have a go. And this could start by respecting the vote and letting us leave the EU without a deal and then all mucking in together to make it work. I’m not holding my breath.

A bunch of arse!

The law is an ass. And it is an ass of its own making. It is an illustration of the adage that power corrupts and absolute power corrupts absolutely. The law is no longer (if it ever was) an impartial leveller, all men being equal before it. Its judgements are not made by dispassionately neutral disciples of truth but by partisan actors, confident that they themselves are above or at least beyond reproach.

If the rule of law is supposed to be sacred; if the rule of law is said to be a sign of civilisation; if the rule of law is held to be the principal characteristic of a peaceful and prosperous society; why is it so wrong, so often and so obviously antipathetic to the concerns of the millions expected to abide by it? The legal establishment in the west now seems so corrupted by political motives that the pure barbarism of sharia almost looks appealing.

The law exists to keep normally honest people on the straight and narrow – by definition habitual criminals pay it no heed – the threat of penalty is deterrent enough in most cases. And properly applied, the consequences of conviction ought to result in rehabilitation back to acceptable behaviour. But when the law seems to come down more heavily on the habitually compliant and deliver the softest of non-justice on the career criminal, it is little wonder that faith in it is at a low ebb.

The church lost its moral right to lead when it harboured paedophile priests, embezzled money, interfered in politics and embarked on occasional sanctimonious ramblings in the Guardian. The law lost all respect when it championed the rights of the amoral, the misfits and the actually illegal above those of the average citizen. Human Rights has become a laughable attempt to rigorously defend deviants and stamp on the throats of those who speak out for normality. There is a test in law of the ‘reasonable person’, but what of the ‘normal person’?

Normality is easy to establish, it is a mathematical probability of occurrence. And under this probability, most people see that the law has become a joke. When you are likely to go to jail for being a disgusting idiot burning an effigy of a building than to be tackled for knife crime, then the law is rightly derided. And I do understand that there is a great difference between the application of jurisprudence and the reality of policing, but they are as intertwined as are eating and defecating; I’ll leave you to decide which is which in this simile.

Pleas to common sense fall on deaf ears and the uneven hand of justice continues to be reported daily. Violent criminals released to re-offend, pensioners arrested over words, burglars defended against their intended victims, illegal immigrants given leave to remain and the drip-drip-drip of social media thought-policing. To the reasonable person this all looks insane.

It surely can’t continue – week after week brings new confected ‘hate’ offences while old and genuine malice appears increasingly untouchable. There has to come a time, I believe, when the only way to reset our systems will be to take up arms against our own government – what a tragedy that in the very seat of justice and fairness, the only justice for the British people who once trusted the law may necessarily lie in taking the law into their own hands.