Brexit Torture
So Brexit day has finally arrived. Bugger.
As the exotic torture of the last few years finally comes to an end, let’s not go into mourning. And let’s not wallow in victimhood. Because... maybe we Brits will all end up being happier.
Yes, as a nation, we’re now one step closer to terminal insignificance. You don’t need to live overseas to be aware of this, although it certainly helps. But here’s the thing: maybe we can fashion ourselves into the funny eccentric uncle of the world. The one who used to be something important, but now enjoys tinkering on the sidelines just trying to be liked. Hell, it works for me! Maybe this is the role that Britain was always destined to play.
So please allow this eccentric uncle to give you some friendly advice. It only works if you are truly resilient. You need to be all the more strong, as you face being undermined by your adversaries and secretly ridiculed by your friends. You can do this, but don’t expect your relationships to ever be the same again.
And while it’s tempting to enjoy life as an island, with no complicated encumbrances, you need to stay connected to others. Because sometimes it’s only the eccentric uncle who can break up the fights that flare up between feuding family members. And if there’s one other thing that Brexit has made more likely, it’s the return to an age of disunity and war.
So, cheer up, Britain! You’re a funny eccentric uncle now.
