It is quite revealing when you ask Google what Brexit means.
When I asked, I actually wanted reminding where the contraction ‘Brexit’ came from.
‘Brexit’ the word.
Not ‘Brexit’ the thing.
I couldn’t remember.
It’s “British Exit” of course.
Brexit is an abbreviation for “British exit,” referring to the UK’s decision in a June 23, 2016 referendum to leave the European Union (EU). … (Alternatives are known as “soft Brexit.”) “Leave” won the June 2016 referendum with 51.9% of the ballot, or 17.4 million votes; “Remain” received 48.1%, or 16.1 million.
Anyhow, I didn’t get the result I wanted.
(In the Google search or the Referendum, actually).
Instead of Google reminding me where the contraction came from, it threw back many thousands of definitions of what Brexit actually is, was and/or might be.
And I’d wager that no two definitions were the same.
I find this quite ironic.
So I want to make two points about Brexit.
If politicians are supposed to look after us in a vaguely similar way that parents are supposed to look after children (because they know more and it’s their job), we have been asked by our parents whether we want to stay on this side of the road – or cross it to the other side.
And when, holding their hand, we looked up at them and asked them what traffic might be coming, from what direction and how fast, they replied, ‘dunno’.
And we got the same shoulder-shrug when we asked them what the other side of the road looked like.
Or they fucking lied.
And then they said (something like), “…But it is sure to be better than just standing here.”
And, “You’ll be alright!”
And we said, “OK then.”
And we stepped into the road.
And they watched.
No one knows what Brexit means.
In any of its guises.
Not even the politicians.
Not even now.
I find it silly that politicians and adults in general call this thing ‘Brexit’.
This ‘British Exit’.
We’re grown ups.
This is serious.
It’s affecting business.
It’s not a silly game.
So why this stupid fucking contraction?
So, politicians… Brangelina; yes.