Eighteen months ago I was a pro-European. Twelve months ago, I was a Remainer. Six months ago, I was a Remoaner.
Now, I am a Saboteur.
I wonder what penalties will be advocated for people with dissenting views by Christmas. Or as the Heil will no doubt characterise us: "Traitors".
Quite.
And millions in this country are just going along with it, be it blithely, or reluctantly, or obstinately ignorantly. And the referendum has undergone a creeping revision over that timespan, to the extent that it is now being considered an explicit call from the entire populace for a hard Brexit. This coming general election will be taken as unambiguously cementing the Tories' mandate for that hardest of all Brexits for the poor and burdened, despite there being several coincident complex factors in the 'opposition' being so muted and weak. Any dissent is currently already regarded as treachery; "undemocratic", "a betrayal of the will of the people". It's fucking Machiavellian politics 101, reminiscent of the populist rise of many authoritarian dictatorships and enduringly destructive government actions throughout history; self-inflicted national wounds that are not easily mended, or are actually irreversible.
And people wonder why some of us are getting so angry. Why it's not totally acceptable to casually characterise us as whinging 'Remoaners', you pack of fucking airheads and/or cu
nts. Have a little think for a moment about what we are desperately trying to protect here, what we all could be letting ourselves in for, for generations. Where are the checks and balances, what's going to guard us from the worst possible outcomes? Coming to our collective senses in years to come and then voting into office a much nicer government once the horse has bolted? Brilliant contingency plans, them - I'd compare that to bringing on a fresh attacking sub just in the very last seconds of added time in a European Cup final in which you needed a goal, except it's more like only considering it a fortnight later.