Did you vote for a Hard Remain or a Soft Remain?


If we are honest with ourselves we would have to admit that at some point in our lives most of us have been sore losers. In fairness to some of the remain die-hards I doubt I would have given up if the referendum had gone the other way – even if it had been an overwhelming defeat. I do understand the feeling of losing out on a democratic vote, particularly when you feel strongly about something. As a very young voter I remember my shock at the defeat of Neil Kinnock and the Labour Party by John Major’s Conservatives, I simply could not accept the fact that millions had rejected Labour, it seemed such an obvious moral choice. To my mind by voting for the Conservatives people had chosen self-interest over kindness and humanity and it took me a number of years to finally accept that for all his charm and decency Neil Kinnock was unable to convince the nation that his party could be trusted with power. It took me longer still to appreciate that people who have a different political outlook are not by definition heartless sociopaths.

Demonising millions of other people who voted differently is a sin I have been guilty of in the past so I cannot complain too much when I am on the receiving end of it. I do get it, I do understand the emotion at play. Yet there is a world of difference between the frustrated rantings of a nonentity like me and the expressed views of politicians and recognised political commentators and the reverence their sneering attitude is given by the elite media. My ability to make fun of millions of people is a faint murmur drowned out by the megaphone mocking passed off as humour by a trained cadre of globalist comedians, the jesters of the Dark State, that the BBC loves to pour out across the airwaves night and day, unchallenged.

The efforts to demonise me have certainly succeeded if the plan was to divide our society, but if the plan was to make me change my mind it has failed dismally. My heart has hardened further, I can think of few issues in my life where I am so certain I am right. For too long now a self-declared ‘Liberal’ elite has automatically assumed that only they should control the levers of power. They have become too accustomed to having things their own way, too fond of dictating to the lower classes about how the future is shaped, and they are unwilling to share power. Now their ambitions have been checked and in their fury their mask has dropped and I can see them for what they are. Now I want nothing more than to see a world where a small elite are never given so much control again and my determination to see that happen grows daily.

The vilification of leave voters will continue to sow division in our society but in itself will not halt our exit from the EU. Assuming we remain as a passable democracy it is difficult to see how the vote can be overturned. Whenever I hear that the vote should be ignored no remain ultra has ever provided me the answer when I ask exactly what country do they expect to live in if that happened? No government could ever claim any legitimacy, social cohesion would break down, there would almost certainly be civil disobedience and quite likely wide scale civil unrest in a country where 17.4 million people have been told they are second class citizens, that their votes don’t count.

Fortunately we live in a country where people are a decent bunch on the whole, so a lot of credit must go to the vast majority of people who voted to stay in the EU but have accepted the outcome of the referendum. I not only admire their dignity in defeat, in time I believe it will be seen that it is their sense of fair play that saved our democracy. I believe our political establishment has made this realization, so if the vote cannot be overturned then what options are there within the democratic process to somehow keep the nation in the EU? Step forward the second referendum – disguised as the vote on the final deal.

The opening gambit to this is the constant refrain from remain ultras that we leave voters didn’t know what they were voting for (we did, the choice was binary, stay in the EU or leave it) – the implication being that we didn’t vote for a hard Brexit. To a degree this is true, I always felt we could have swiftly left the EU by dropping in to the EFTA arrangements and plotting a leisurely course to independence from there – but this does not mean my second preferred option is to remain in the EU.

Yet let us examine this hard / soft Brexit narrative by flipping it. Let us say remain ultras continue successfully with their drum beat for a second referendum. What is the referendum to be about – since we have already voted to leave the EU? Is it about a soft remain where things go back to how they were in early 2016, and has the EU agreed to that? Do we maintain every single opt out and agreement? Well if it is the case (which I very much doubt) all you will achieve is to delay Brexit by a few years, there is an act of Parliament that ensures there will be a further referendum on any future transfer of powers. This would be a referendum you would almost certainly lose, there is a world of difference between a vote on membership of the EU and a vote to transfer more powers to an unelected bureaucracy. A soft remain is a dead end, a similar limbo to Brexit in name only.

Hard remain is the only game in town, the remain where the truth about the European project has to be explained to people. You will need to explain how, why and when more of the powers Parliament exercises on our behalf will be transferred to Brussels. You will need to explain how the little influence we have over our lives in general elections will be further diluted. You will somehow have to make the case that democracy will be protected (good luck with that one). You will need to explain to people how the legal framework we all operate within will be increasingly designed and developed by people who do not live in our country, know little about our way of life and the impacts their decisions have on us. You will need to explain why our service men and service women may be called upon to shed their blood fighting for an EU Army under a battle flag most of us resent.

Finally you will need to tell people the truth about the single market, I think many remain supporters are under the impression that the single market is a thing in itself, it is not, the single market is a stepping stone to the unified market and this is the thing that is being concealed from everyone on both sides of the debate. The unified market is the ultimate destination and sees the total free movement of goods, services, people and money irrespective of national boundaries. A nation state will have no real purpose in a unified market, nor will you.

So if there is a second referendum please be absolutely clear, is this a hard remain or a soft remain you are asking people to vote for?


The Forgotten Working Class Of The West


A few days ago I was in Dublin to visit some old friends. Over a pleasant home cooked meal, (complimented with lashings and lashings of lemonade) the conversation took its usual turn as it has done since the referendum vote, me having to once again explain why I campaigned to leave the EU. Readers of my blog who live in London are all too familiar with this theme, it is unspoken but for some reason I must atone for what I have done and apologise for being a rabid racist/xenophobe/probable Trump supporter. To say I am weary of having once more to reject this caricature is an understatement. Sam Hooper – one of my favourite bloggers has written at length on this very subject, his analysis of my own experiences was that the reason I draw so much attention is that in all other ways I fit the remain profile, I am an educated professional with a good job, well travelled and clearly a beneficiary of Globalisation. As such I just don’t easily fit with the stereotype that supporters of the EU prefer to have in their world view, I create some form of cognitive dissonance for them.

I am well practiced now in this piece of theatre and once I can sense this cognitive dissonance is beginning to escalate into a row I have found it is easy to bat it away with the line “look you are a friend so I am not going to lie to you but if you don’t like the answers stop asking the questions, play a different record”. Sometimes you have to repeat yourself but in a polite group someone will take the hint and change the subject.

The variation on the theme is about the benefits of globalisation and this continued with one of my hosts over breakfast. President Trump inevitably came up and of course my prediction some time back that not only would he win the nomination for the Republican Party he would go on to win the Presidency. Naturally by extension my prediction made me a Trump supporter, Grand Wizard of the Ku Klux Klan and the proud owner of a veritable arsenal of assault rifles.

Yet I am no political soothsayer; my prediction was simply based on an experience I had whilst travelling in the States. Whilst the primaries were taking place I was in Northern California for a hiking holiday in the giant redwood forests (I didn’t find Big Foot but the locals assured me they have all seen him). It was on the long drive back to San Francisco I had to pull off the highway to fill up with petrol; this took me into a real backwoods town. It was here I saw it, the forgotten white working class people of America, the ones that live in between the staunchly ‘progressive’ Democrat cities. Everywhere I looked there were banners and flags proclaiming Trump, this in California, a Democrat stronghold. It was at that moment I sensed he would win, he offered these people hope, not more of the same globalist dogma we all seem to get no matter how we vote.

Returning now to my conversation with my host. She had lived for a number of years in the States on the east coast and bemoaned the attitude of these very same people. Of course she observed, I want to live in a multi cultural society. I responded but what is so wrong with not wanting to live that way, after all, what is in it for them? This of course produced the usual boiler plate liberal responses but I kept pressing, what is actually wrong with that? Now my friend is one of the kindest people I know, with a generosity of spirit I admire greatly but it was clear that she could not answer my question and since she realised I was going to keep pressing the point we decided to change the record.

Over the next few days my thoughts on the subject crystallised. This is for me the essence of what Trump and Brexit is all about. I grew up in a very working class environment, both my parents were shop workers. I was raised on a council estate, not a dreary one, the people that lived there were decent working class people, it was a safe secure environment to grow up in. One aspect of working class life often sneered at by ‘educated’ middle class people is how socially conservative working class people are. An example being their attitude to crime, personally I abhor the death penalty and always have done but when you live amongst people that are the most affected by crime you understand what drives the mentality that crime should be punished severely. After all when you have very little, theft can have very drastic consequences.

Another unfair stereotype of working class people is that they are xenophobic. The most ‘casual’ racism I have heard has come from middle class people who seem to feel that if you have dark skin for some outlandish reason you have to be patronised with special social programmes when all that was asked was to be treated equally. I would argue working class people are more accepting of people from different races, it was certainly the case when I grew up, the skin colour might be different but we still ate the same crap food at school, watched the same TV programmes and wore the same clothes our Mums bought from a catalogue. Social policy now seems more about finding what divides us rather than what unites. Given the number of Afro Saxon friends I have, I would observe that shagging is a pretty good indicator of what unites but I guess you need to get a PhD in diversity studies to conclude that the best way to integrate different races is to tell them they are all different and must live in ghettos.

So why am I stating my working class credentials? Well there are those of us like me who have benefited enormously from globalisation but can see the cost. The cost as I see it is that the working class have not benefitted at all from globalisation, their wages suppressed by mass immigration and their stable communities destroyed by the same pathology. Add into this mix the poisonous ideology of identity and gender politics coupled with having a sinister alien cult inflicted on them is it really any surprise that they reject the current direction of travel?

So next time you hear the mantra of how wonderful it is to live in a multi cultural society challenge it. Ask the question, why? What right do any of us have to change other people’s lives in such a fundamental and irreversible way? What if we are wrong and they are right? There isn’t a delete button here. As for globalisation – what’s in it for them? Don’t deflect, answer the bloody question.

I do believe a multi racial society can eventually be made to work but a multi cultural one will become increasingly divisive. A great crime is being inflicted on the working class people in this country and across the West in the name of globalisation and its handmaiden multi culturalism. Brexit and Trump were a plaintive scream from them, if we continue to ignore their voice all of us who have stood by and watched the destruction of a social class whose sole guilt seems to be their existence should hang our heads in shame.