Brexit
When histories of 21st-century Britain are written, the Brexit referendum will undoubtedbly be prominent. A small majority of Britons voted to do the unthinkable, to secede from the European Union. Xenophobes and racists in coalition with the marginalized and disaffected have delivered a big fuck you to London and to Brussels. Some had cast a protest vote, not believing that Leave would actually win. Remorse immediately set in, as the pound has dropped to a thirty-year low, billions in EU funding is set to dry up, and prime minister Cameron has resigned. Scotland and Northern Ireland both voted Remain and now both are making noises about their own independence from the United Kingdom. Even the Leave side seems not to have expected victory and they are floundering and backtracking on the more preposterous of their promises.
As a staunch European, like most Irish citizens, I’m appalled at this outcome. There are problems with the EU to be sure, but I doubt this pyrrhic victory will be to most Leave voters’ liking in a few years. The putative savings will not trickle down to the unemployed in Sunderland and Cornwall. Instead, they can look forward to further weakening of worker protections and the social safety net, as Tories are unshackled from European law.
This victory for unreason and xenophobia should make everyone nervous about the US presidential election. Trump is harnessing the same rage. Even if he loses, the dangerous passions that he has stoked will threaten us all.
Some of the many, many reactions:
- Laurie Penny: I want my country back
- Fintan O’Toole: Brexit fantasy is about to come crashing down