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These people have spent their weekend celebrating Britain’s exit from the European Union. They don’t care that they or their children won’t gain by a single penny from Brexit, or that not a shilling will trickle down from the millionaires and billionaires who will. Waving flags and singing patriotic songs about a long dead empire is enough. If they were American they would cheer for Trump.

On Monday they will return to the mundanity of their humdrum lives while their beloved sceptered isle continues to spin around an insignificant speck of buggerall lost in a galaxy just one of billions.

This land gave humankind William Shakespeare, Isaac Newton and the Beatles, and yet it comes as no surprise that the English and monkeys share a common ancestor.