Brexit solved at last; are you ready?

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Whilst walking my dog this morning I had a chat with a fellow philosopher, much younger than I, so quite representative of our respective generations.

In five minutes we had solved many issues which had defied our best political brains for two years (Ed: Err, better get some new brains in quick then). We agreed that we are just about to lose our best ever chance of sorting out “the troubles”; the unification of Ireland and any remaining Brexit (*1 see an amusing spell-checker suggestion below) problems.

How?

It is so obvious …

By one simple manoeuvre. We give / merge Northern Ireland to the republic of Eire.

Result:-

  1. The problems of Ireland stay in Ireland
  2. The United Kingdom of Great Britain become just what it says on the tin
  3. Brexit is solved; today!
  4. The cock-up we made in 1922 is resolved and history will praise our bravery & common sense
  5. Arlene Foster can have our Plymouth Brethren , Mormons and the Rosicrucians too, so she has some people that agree with her.
  6. We get our £1.2 billion quid back
  7. Stormont becomes a sports centre and shopping mall
  8. What’s not to like for the rest of us?

By the way, did your you know that Eire (The Republic of Ireland) is number 10 in the worlds richest countries (ranked on GDP per capita) whilst the UK is number 37 – funny old world.

Kevein Meagher has written a book on the inevitable unification of Ireland. The discussion on his Twitter page is a good place to start.

Meanwhile, back to my normal drivel…

In the good old days, politics used to mean “of the people and for the people” but has now morphed into “of and for party politicians.

The headlines on the BBC news today are all about politicians groaning about what WE THE PEOPLE told them to do two years ago.

Once we realise that simple reality, what follows is this:-

They, our damn politicians, never wanted to leave the EU, but WE DID and WE TOLD THEM!

Infuriatingly, WE THE PEOPLE gave the wrong answer to”Call me “Dave’s” miscalculated referendum.

This threw our self serving, London-centric political class into a tizzy, and Cameron resigned before he was sacked.

They did not like the sudden emergence of real democracy (“of the people”) demonstrated in the referendum, and WE THE PEOPLE ARE WHO YOU ARE SUPPOSED TO SERVE!

The consequence is that they have done nothing about achieving a successful exit from the deeply flawed EU.

That is because, we were ignorant and did not realise the complexity of what we were asking you to do.

Instead they have invented a series of overly complex “fake” problems that they constantly discuss rather than obeying what WE THE PEOPLE said.

  1. We want to get out of the EU
  2. Go do your job and organise our departure in an administratively competent manner.

Instead smoke screens were created to avoid the real work they were supposed to be getting on viz.

  1. What about the customs union? (a minor irritant for business but soon solved)
  2. “soft or hard borders” (a minor irritant for business but soon solved)
  3. “hard” Brexit (very bad: the one we voted for) and soft options (the Brexit fudge that you lot want)
  4. cliff edge disaster (complete nonsense – see No.1)
  5. A “catastrophe”

NEVER do I hear those views in the street, in the pub or in the corner shop, those views are only heard on the BBC when a politician speaks.

OK, at the time of the referendum, most of us had never heard of the “customs union” or all the other daft phrases that the EU invent to make leaving tricky, but we didn’t need to know.

OK we had never heard of Article 50 and we did not care about that either! You lot created all that nonsense and that is the main issue; because sorting all the crap out was your job!

WE had realised that the EU was systemically un-democratic and we hated what the Euro had done to Greece, Portugal, Italy, Eire and Spain.

OK back to religion – I’m on safer ground 😉

*1 “Brexit” is replaced by most spell checkers with the word “brevity”, to which one can only add, in quiet desperation, “rofl”