Ho boy, but am I sick of Brexit!
It’s all they can talk about on radio, television and the newspapers.
If I hear “Brexit”, “hard border” or “soft border” once more I shall scream. Projectile vomiting is a distinct possibility in the very near future.
The one thing this mess has brought to the surface is the incredible amount of bureaucracy that has been created by the EU. There are agreements, deals and treaties. There are laws, rules and regulations. There are groups within groups and zones within zones. The EU has infested itself into every aspect of life and there is very little not touched by its slimy tentacles.
What good does all this paperwork do, apart from creating more paperwork? Is it just to give employment to all the politicians’ families and friends? Is it just to piss off the common people who are just trying to lead a quiet life?
There are several solutions to the current impasse:
Nuke Norn Ireland. A bit drastic but it would solve the border problem for once and for all. I never liked the accent anyway.
Ireland leaves the EU. That would solve a whole lot and would make me happy. Very very happy in fact.
Nuke all the offices, nests and hives of the EU where the politicians and bureaucrats hang out. Exterminate the lot of ’em. Sure we might as well include our own politicians as well.
I think that would make me happiest of all.