The Death of Britain In The Age of Brexit
And it’s much more than an ailing nonagenarian head of state and the insatiable rapacity of the political and economic elite.
The United Kingdom is dying. Its infrastructure is collapsing one industry at a time. Its politics is in its death throes — the conservatives — who were handed a mandate nearly two years ago have long given up the pretense of governing anymore and seem resigned to the fact that the inevitable might just be around the corner.
There’s something in the air and it is much more than an ailing nonagenarian head of state who is on the way out or the empty shelves in supermarkets which have shown no signs of improvement since the Brexit agreement went into force, a few months ago.
As the clocks go back and we move from British summer time to early and cold dark evenings, the spectre of a very long winter haunts the residents of this once gilded island; A winter of discontent.
The prevailing mood in the country points to an imminent demise. But all this could have been avoided had there been resolute, skillful leadership from Alexander Boris de Pfeffel Johnson, a man who must surely rank as the worst Prime Minister in our nation’s history.
When I wrote are empty shelves the biggest sign of a bad Brexit deal, nearly three months ago, I sought to capture the…