Along with everyone else involved or interested in any way with the whole Brexit business, I know nothing. And yet even that ‘nothing’ is a completely different ‘nothing’ to the one I didn’t know at the start. Or at any point since. Though it must be stated that those nothings change daily. I’ll invent a new acronym: NINO. Nothing in, nothing out. Just for Brexit bollocks.

When that total bastard David Cameron cursed us forever with his ‘in-out referendum’ it is not just fair to say but actually proven beyond any doubt that both sides of the debate told the voting public total lies, outright fictions, embellishments so severe as to be almost fantasy. Ok, the only possible mitigation was that no-one knew what was going to happen back then. Because we (nor anyone else) had ever left Europe.

So 2 years down the line we know a little more. Still ‘nothing’ (within the normal statistical margin of less than 5% which is the same as random chance) but more informed nothing.

Therefore the (what we shall now call ‘first’) referendum was polled in complete ignorance. Actually worse than ignorance; it was polled knowing only a head full of lies and propaganda. Ignorance is at least neutral.

The Brexit divorce that we are possibly due to sign in a legally binding agreement on Sunday is half a Brexit. The wrong half. We’ll still be tied to European laws and diktats. We’ll still be in the Customs Union because of Northern Ireland, which prevents us from forming independent trade deals with countries outside Europe. We’ll still be allowing almost all free movement of people, which we desperately need but most ‘outers’ fucking hate. And for the privilege of getting precisely nothing new, we lose the right to have any say in new laws and regulations because we’ll no longer have Brits in Brussels. AND all for just 39 billion quid!! What a frikkin bargain!!

If I was the staunchest May fan in the world I would not, could not vote for that deal. And with half the conservatives out of the team and the Irish suddenly abandoning their half of the ‘government support’ deal, for which we paid those anti-abortionist, bible-bashing bastards a billion quid, there is virtually no chance of getting it approved.

Which means if we do go out it will be without a deal. The doomsday scenario.

And surely that is the time for another referendum. Something I’ve been opposed to in principle, so sue me. But on the grounds that we were lied to for the first one and are now presented with the ‘no deal’ scenario as a likely reality, the ‘falling off a cliff’ version of Brexit, I think WE (the good people) need to decide. Because the politicians are incapable of doing so. Nor can be trusted to.

Happy Thursday

A xxxx