We don’t have a driver?

The break up of the UK or rather the English hegemony of the 4 nations of Britain began with Brexit in 23rd June 2016.  When the Leave vote came in, a journey commenced.  The UK was out and people thought this was a journey out of the European Union.  They could not have been more wrong.

The Brexit journey was or rather is the break up of the Union that England call the UK.  In reality it should be called the HK or [Hegemony] Kingdom.  While the HK Masters argued the form of the departure a car was started, a ‘car called Leave’ and it was left to tick over quietly.  It had nowhere to go as yet and there was no driver.  The driver or rather chauffeur returned to the EU leaving the car running, waiting for its new driver and passengers.

In Scotland there was dismay.  The oldest Union on the planet that still existed had been severed, in effect; not the EU, the Auld Alliance.  Scotland was in disbelief.  But we had a solution.  NewSNP made it clear.  We would not be dragged out of the EU against our will.  We voted to remain with our trusted European partners.  If the day ended in a ‘Y’ the NewSNP WM leader, Ian Blackford would remind us that we would not be dragged out.

After we were actually dragged out, Blackford forgot to change the record and repeated daily ‘we will not be …blah blah blah!’ We never gave in and our trust was rewarded when Sturgeon promised a  Referendum next year.  She has been as good as her word and if we ask her she will tell us, ‘next year’.  Has she borrowed Blackford’s record player?

Every year we felt that we were supplying the driver for the Leave car but somehow the driver never actually arrived? ah, next year.. I forgot.

On 5th May 2022 following the Local Elections and a triumph for gullibility in Scotland, NewSNP was given even more trust.  Guys, it’s back on., it’s next year, we are leaving at last.  Now where is that driver?  where is that bloody driver? anybody.

At last, the driver is on the way.  Very shortly the driver will take a seat at the wheel and we’re off.  Wait, wait, should the driver not have a tartan tammy and a saltire jacket?  That jacket looks distinctly green, green and white actually green white and gold.  The driver looks a bit Irish, a bit Sinn Fein.  The driver has taken the wheel.  But who is that in the back of the car? that looks like Sturgeon and Drakeford in the back.  Christ, they are passengers, bloody passenger.  ‘Quiet in the back there’ shouts the driver.  ‘Sturgeon, stop whimpering.  Turns out you didn’t even have your driving license, an S30 or something’.

The car speeds off.  North off Birmingham the car pulls into services and Drakeford gets kicked out.  Use you thumb mate, get yourself a lift, Wales is off to the west.  Much further up into Scotland the driver pulls over for Stranraer.  Out Surgeon, you’re up north, get a lift, you won’t make it in those heels.  The driver speeds off for the ferry for Larne.  Hegemony has been defeated.  The terms of the new deal in these Nations of Britain will agreed between Ireland and England.  The doors opens and in walks Sturgeon and Drakeford.  Ah! you made it? OK, sit at the back while the adults have a talk.

Guys, this is not even funny.  This is the route chosen by the Scots and the Welsh, the voice of the whimpering minions.