utter brexiting madness

Utter madness.
Anything but United Kingdom.
You are on your own, Pommies!
As I said to someone over lunch the other day, Scotland will drift across the North Sea and re-join Europe somewhere between Denmark and Norway, Irish nationalists are getting all excited about the long overdue prospect of a United Ireland, Wales are OK because they have the future King Charles The Turd.
Poor little England finds herself all on her lonesome.
Did note that Europe is calling for a "quickie divorce", and Pres. Hollande is playing hard ball "no agreement on open borders, no cherry picking trade deals in Europe", "non! non! non!" in his typical French style.
Even here in The Colonies there is some renewed talk of trying again to kiss the monarchy goodbye.
Of course, our inexorable refugee policy, which can be summed up in four words "fuck off, we're full".

We have our Federal Election here tommorrow after a tawdry, incredibly long 55 day election campaign.
Choosing our political masters for the next three years.
It is very tight, with the Labor Party given a chance of coming from a long way back to topple the ruling conservative Liberal Party/National Party coalition.
The only certainty is that nothing much will change.

I've been with Iceland all along in Euro 16, and if it all goes to shit here, that's where I'm emigrating to.
The Iceland Pirate Party will be in charge, and I will be in their any number of thermal hot springs pools.

(originally published 01-07-16)