Another day

In the news today
Another make the bosses pay
Another throw that precious item out
Another have you seen our clout?
Another tale of failure and
Pen-pushers paid to take away
And here’s another day of making something up
And someone, somewhere, feeding it
And someone, somewhere, giving up
Another saying they will not
Some parliamentary member is
An out-of-town investor taking other people’s bets
No, not (quite) patriot by proxy
But a freaky backbench tosspot
Waving signatures as threats
Oh, here’s the Labour Leader busy
Hedging everybody’s bets
Get set: another deselection
#notacult, sir, no sir, gotcha –
Just revoltingly inspired
Heard the Gidiot’s been hired
But the BoJo still has not been fired
Here’s another nasty headline
With another demographic victim
For a witless press inspection
And some ill-informed presenter
Whose researcher went with
What the hell ol’ Blighty’s plastic patriots dreamt up last night
But wait: incoming fright thank Christ
There is that time delay
Swampmonster from across the Pond is now awake
And I’ve already had as much today as I can take…


Horn of plenty
A shitload of promise
But it’s always empty

A bus and a yacht and a sharp-nosed jet
And a blue passport are as good as it gets
In the land of milk and honey
Where the hope is all sunny for
Controlling our borders, our laws and our money

Weep because it’s pitiful and laugh because it’s funny
How the upper lip is stiff but the follow-through is runny

Even Brexit can’t eat itself

Most Brexiteers are frustrated to find their designs meeting with constant and apparently unforeseen difficulties. Having purposefully narrowed, thickened, diluted and padded the national discourse with poison and wish potions; having pushed and pulled and bullied and blackmailed the agents until all available options are made completely unpalatable and untenable to all sides, they are all over the ether expressing their solemnities and indignations on discovering that their elastirigid red lines are, indeed, universally indigestible.

Many Brexiteers seem so frustrated by the complicated, expensive, risky, time-consuming nature of their futility as to be now acknowledging that the Brexit that they and the other seventeen point four million somehow indivisibly want is really not beneficially possible but, because they are wholly insistent that wanting it badly enough means that it surely must be possible, they still prefer to dig their heels in instead of sensibly addressing all of the demonstrable and connected whys it isn’t. This is because it would mean them having to not just give up, give over, give in but to openly accept and express that staying in the European Union and engaging in shaping it so that it fits and suits us better is not only necessary but pragmatic and even somewhat desirable‬.

The best way that Brexiteers could both save some face and save the UK would be for them to start acknowledging the democratic, no-brainer merit in passing the final say back to the people. Then, when tangible sense is returned and brightens our horizon, Brexiteers can pretend to be the vanquished valiant and spend their public lives saying “if” a lot or they can fade into the graceful obscurity that they will not have earned but that the rest of us will certainly deserve..

Good Beltane

Full of
And circle
Life arising
And supple
New is
And forth
And out
And up
In longing
Gentle rain
And nearing
As flowering
Is quickening