I have just got back from a week in Berlin. I no longer feel that I am 'home'. There is something so sick, so diseased about Brexitland: the cheating and lying that go unreported and unpunished; the craven behaviour of the BBC that renders it a hideous propaganda machine; the
abject failure of the Opposition to oppose; May's ludicrous, deluded, insulting claims to be 'keeping us united' and this outrageously obdurate determination to kill off democracy and to spit in the faces of our friends...these all combine to leave me feeling very bleak indeed.
In Berlin, I was reminded how amazing it is to be European, what a joy to feel part of this great movement for peace, fraternity and enterprise and how heart-breaking it is to think that a few corrupt bigots and kleptocrats could take this away.I am also depressed by my inability
to find words strong enough, expressive enough to articulate the depths of my anger, frustration and outrage. What has happened to truth, integrity, honesty? Why is evil in charge? Why are these liars getting away with it?
I know the answer is to fight back, to campaign, to
get out on those street stalls and talk to people, tell them the truth and I will be doing that again this weekend and every weekend until this madness is stopped. But why are we having to fight to spread the truth? WTF is the BBC playing at, for example? And as for parliament: