Well, Iv'e cast my vote, OUT obviously, so I must leave it to the great British Public to decide the rest. It does not inspire a lot of confidence when seemingly there now appear to be loads of people who have just realised they have left it too late and are not registered to vote for one of the biggest decisions we have had to take for donkey’s years. At least you guys on here who are thinking "this guys a bit of a sausage" are interested and will vote. There will be loads who can't even be bothered, the mind boggles, I suppose we have not had much notice of the forthcoming referendum. I have very carefully tried to weave the 23[SUP]rd[/SUP] into conversations with various people, ranging from family, friends and customers. One nice middle class lady the other day quite unprompted commented on a leaflet that came through the door while I was sorting her outside lights, from our good friend (??) Jeremy, obviously going against all his beliefs in true political style and recommending a “remain”. After only a few seconds chatting she commented “who is Jeremy Corbyn?”. Now, I think the guy is a bit of a joke (this from a labour party member), but for Christ’s sake if you do not know who he is should you be allowed to vote on anything?
So, I was going to say that "sod it, it won't affect me", but I guess it will. When I am old(er) and all sorts of things need fixing, and I am laying in some corridor in a hospital and the waiting lists are galactic because the NHS is still trying to shore up most of western Europe (well Europe as it was plus a good bit of the Ex-soviet block, Turkey…….(fill in depending on the date), and there is a list as long as your arm for treatment for people from God knows where. And the classrooms are at least 50+ and in some areas of the country they will be speaking God now’s what language with English as a 2[SUP]nd[/SUP] (already happening BTW), and we have an even more massive housing crises than we have now, and when young people (particularly those in the unskilled or traditional working class) have no chance of a job and have joined the rest of western Europe in the now 60% unemployment amongst young people statistics, and even if they do have a job will never be able to afford a mortgage, and when we are all going down the pub for “a swift half litre”, and when people like Pete are getting done for doing 56 kph in a 50 kph zone, and when we have no fishing fleet at all, and not much else as regards any sort of industry apart from a few pencil squeezers in the city, and we have no farming industry, and we have given up voting for any political party apart from the Federal European Nationalist party, then a few people might finally sit down and say, where did it all go wrong?”
And I can answer that question. It all went wrong when that useless lump of treacherous blubber called Ted Heath signed away our national sovereignty and everything that went with it for nothing other than to score points over the French and make himself look good. A bit like thatcher doing her utmost to defeat the miners for their part in his ultimate downfall. That, was when it all went wrong, and we have never been the same since.
So, we can either carry on in this federal conformist like fog, or we can rise up and brake away from all this restricting, undemocratic and inefficient crap, and become the country we deserve to be. It is a massive decision.
I fear we are going to f**k it up, but at least I will be able to lay back in my old Sainsbury’s trolley in the admission queue because the Romanian’s have nicked all the proper trolleys for scrap, and say, “well lads, don’t blame me, because I voted OUT back in 2016”