We have a common enemy and that does not mean each other

26_june_2016

A letter a day to number 10. No 1,475

Sunday 26 June 2016.

Dear Mr Cameron,

There is a shit storm sweeping this country and why? Because too many politicians lie through their teeth and cannot be trusted to tell the time of day unless you’re standing next to Big Ben. That’s why.

There is now a petition calling for a second referendum, currently standing at 2,002,902 signatures, yes that’s 2 million signatures (in one day). I’ll sign it when I hear that every politician that lied in the referendum would be chained and gagged and locked in the Tower of London for the duration.

I am sure you know by now that Boris Johnson was booed resoundingly as he left his home on Friday without a word of apology and that Nigel Farage has had the temerity to call the Leave campaign’s £350 million for the NHS a ‘mistake’. The UK Statistics Authority called it ‘misleading’ and the Institute for Fiscal Studies said it was ‘absurd’ and yet this misleading absurdity was used till the bitter end.

Let’s not forget the fear mongering either, more candidates for the Tower, gagged and shackled. Your own warning of the potential for a European wide conflict if we leave the EU was dutifully reported by the media as a warning that ‘Brexit’ could trigger World War Three.

The real biggie, of course, was immigration, with Farage’s now infamous ‘Breaking Point’ poster to cap it all off.

Special mention, though, must go to Michael Gove who said, ‘People in this country have had enough of experts’. Perhaps what he should have said was that experts had been so successfully drowned out by political and media bullshit like his that trying to make any sense of the referendum was nigh on impossible. Credibility was successfully stretched to breaking point by relentless lies and spin from corrupt and venal politicians manufacturing chaos.

There is a whole lot of blaming going on right now. The country is bitterly divided, but there is really only one enemy, those who practice to deceive and the tangled web they have wilfully and deliberately woven. Were I a more vengeful and blood thirsty man I’d say hang the lot of you, but I’ll settle for forced incarceration in the Tower of London as long as there is a public gallery where we can mock you and listen to your pathetic bleating against the justice visited upon you. A handy trough of fruit and veg well past it’s sell by date would not go amiss either: good therapy. Boris got off lightly.