No Future
How
long before interesting times get boring? Boris Johnson appeared to
reassure the country that Project Fear was now over, shortly before
fleeing towards the horizon, screaming his head off. Well who needs
Project Fear now that we have the real thing?
Oh
wait, wasn't he 'knifed in the back' by Michael Gove? Or was that
just a narrative to distract the populace and allow Boris to come
back later when everything's a bit less confusing and stressful? Well
who knows anymore? 'The truth' is just one of a number of
proliferating narratives.
Never
mind though, I glimpsed a report in the Mail on Sunday about some
trawlermen rejoicing that they would no longer have to observe EU
quotas. So we'll definitely have fish, which there was always such a
shortage of before – why, I can hardly remember the last time I
even saw fish, must have been about 40 years ago I suppose.
Now we'll be able to over-fish. We'll have so many fish
they'll be lying rotting in the streets.
As
for those 'shackles' that the Sun talked about, it seems that some
people feel that their removal from the country has freed them to be
openly racist. How very refreshing! Perhaps shackles was the wrong
metaphor, maybe it's more like a big rock has been removed from atop
the land to reveal the maggots squirming beneath. How would that have
looked on the Sun's front page I wonder?
This
Saturday's headline was LOVE VILE LAND, a rather obscure phrase
suggesting that a Brexit-inspired collective psychosis had struck the
editorial team. Although on closer examination, the story was about
ITV2 reality show Love Island, the complexities of Brexit
presumably having been judged too challenging for the reader.
Prior
to the referendum Peter Hitchens in the Mail on Sunday, anticipating
a Leave victory, spoke about England awaking from a long slumber, a
metaphor which, though rather (ahem) tired, does seem quite
pertinent: I mean, we're certainly awake now. The Remain side have
woken up to the fact that things can't go on quite like this anymore,
and the Leave side have woken up to the fact that the old England
they thought they'd lost and could now 'take back' actually isn't
there: there's just a void, which could conceivably be filled by
almost anything.
But,
as an eminent Englishman once said, there's no future in England's
dreaming.