A perk of being jobless is that I get to watch a lot. Otherwise I would have never seen the house of commons debate Britain’s last possible Brexit deal and that would be a shame, because… Let me just tell you what happened!
It was just like a weird, passionate and highly eventful soccer match, or football as the Brits like to call it. This match featured three teams at the bottom of the table. All fighting to stay in the race. All bound to fail.
Watching two of them draw was even more grievous for the third party who were now all played out. That team was in favour of this deal. The other two were either for an extension of the negotiation period or a hard Brexit.
So why did I watch a match that had nothing but losers? It’s because it gave me a glimpse of the future. There were, for example, several representatives calling for a second referendum. And they were all greeted with cheers and applause.
This final referendum would, to their believes, rightfully overturn that appalling first one. The one which was kidnapped by populists like Boris Jonson and other right winged fanatics. Politicians who were seemingly grown for oversimplifying things for people so old, that they were probably dead by now.
Despite what’s being said in media throughout The Netherlands I am pretty hopeful we’re going to see that second referendum. Although the 391 representatives that voted against Mays deal are deeply divided. Almost none of the 242 who voted for the deal will vote for a no deal today (13-03-2019).
I do not only hope for a second referendum, because I dream of humans working together as a team throughout the world. I also like the idea of having front row tickets to neat British families being torn apart in utter despair. Imagine the American elections but with sentences starting like: “I would sincerely like to thank the right honourable gentleman, dad, to my left for his rather eccentric way of explaining something which is much more powerful when presented in an orderly fashion, my point being…”
Now imagine that in a Scottish accent or proper Welsh!
I have a job interview soon and I’ve told them I haven’t planned any holidays, or a vacation as the citizens of that formerly grand nation like to call it. I might have to watch some house of commons debates in my new office though. Those matches are amazing!