The Remainers are not at all happy. Angry, table-thumping accusations of criminal irresponsibility on the part of those who voted Leave are flying thick and fast, Charlotte Church being just the tip of the iceberg:
The general thrust of all these accusations is that Leavers didn’t think things through; we didn’t do enough reading or thinking or, to be more more specific, didn’t do enough critical thinking which left us exposed to the sinister manipulation of the Murdoch/Dacre/Desmond axis of newspaper evil. As somebody put it to me, ‘Mass deception and manipulation are now a matter of record’.
But that argument can be flipped back on itself: manipulation is a matter of whose record? And how reliable is this apparent record that manipulation goes on all around us? Isn’t that assertion itself a desperate attempt to paint reality in sinister colours, to manipulate the truth, in fact? Really, if we want to talk about actual deception and manipulation we should start with the stuff from the European Union: the encouragement to shut down debate and label sceptics of policy as either racist, science denying or corrupt. So if remainers are angry that something precious but imperfect has now been vanadalised by Brexit, they should examine their own behaviour, and reflect on their long-term unwillingness to heed criticism. Why didn’t you listen to those in the climate-sceptic camp warning about the widening disconnection between a climate-change obsessed supra-national polity and the voter in the street? Why didn’t you read more? Why did you double-down and call us all nutjob conspiracy theorists? The same goes for those who’ve opposed the public-health nonsense from the EU over the years, and those who criticised the dangerous cultural relativism inherent in multiculturalism.
All these critics were saying the same thing: failing to anchor policy to the needs and concerns of the demos is unsustainable; insisting you can educate an electorate into voting the correct way is self-deluding and arrogant; calling us stupid and lizard-brained when we don’t respond to your lessons in love, diversity, sustainability and locally-hugged quinoa will get you two giant psephological fingers wagged in your face. You were warned about this. Over and over again. From many different sources. But unfortunately for remainers, they wrote off the people doing the warning as crass and vulgar fixtures of the golf clubhouse. Oh well: mine’s a pint of your palest pale ale, stout yeoman of the bar. Now, let me tell you about the Lexus.
Things that are well brexit, apparently:
And so on, and so on. The losers.