Brexshit.

Watching today's PMQs and becoming aware of the latest game Theresa May was playing to try and get her Brexit deal through made me furious.

It's no secret that the process has been catastrophic. Lies and misrepresentation of what the public wants have been rife. Across Parliament, politicians have scored points for themselves with no regard for the repercussions, and frankly, this behaviour is reprehensible and irresponsible and makes me sick.

It was one thing to hear May break the news to the House of the impractical brevity of her requested extension to Article 50, but a whole other to hear her castigate everyone bar herself for the holdup in tonight's statement. Her reframing of the events of the past few months to paint herself in a positive light is purely Machiavellian; so much so, she may as well have vanished from her lectern in a puff of smoke.

There's nothing more angering that witnessing politicians tell us what we want without consulting us, and yet that's what they're proposing. I wonder long it will take for something to change, though if that something is Boris Johnson or Michael Gove taking over the role of prime minister, I'm off to my nearest beach to do a Reggie Perrin; don't expect me to swim back.

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