December 10th: State of the Nation
What a pickle our country is in. We wanted out of Europe (well, some of us did), now can’t agree a deal that everyone is happy with. I don’t understand why anyone is remotely surprised; it was always going to messy and unpleasant, and we probably ain’t seen nothing yet. I think it’s shown all our political leaders up to be singularly, depressingly, unimpressive. The sheer lack of leadership, by which I mean the ability to rally their party and the nation, is quite remarkable. Are these really the best people we can identify for these high-powered positions, or are they the only people crazy enough to put themselves forward for the roles? Either way, they are not doing a great job for us or our country at this moment. At least Mrs May is steadfast, resilient and determined. I do admire her for that, especially when she clearly finds leadership so monstrously uncomfortable.
One has to wonder where all these shenanigans will leave the UK once the dust has settled. I want desperately to believe it will be in a better place, but even I struggle to find any evidence to support that hope. Two years of uncertainty have already damaged the country and held back its future development though all the uncertainty that’s been created. I’m sure someone already proclaimed Brexit a ‘monumental act of self-harm’, or some-such, and I think we are now starting to feel it. November saw the lowest retail sales in a decade. Shops will be hoping for a bumper December otherwise there will be a lot more High Street casualties in the New Year. The housing market is stagnant and the cost of goods is slowly rising. Few of us feel better off than we did two years ago. There’s a reason for that, and it’s called Brexit.
In the meantime the populace just gets on with it, half an eye on the slow-motion car crash that’s playing out on our TVs and mobile devices. Evidence of Brexit is thankfully lacking in most of our everyday lives, for now at least. Christmas is normally a time when we put aside our woes and differences to focus on those nearest and dearest to us. It is needed most years, but never more that this year. We all need a little space to cleanse our minds of politics and the cruel stupidity of the world so that we can come back fighting in the New Year. As for Mrs May, assuming she’s still at the helm in a fortnight, I fear she may not enjoy much respite. TFG.