Brexiteers: The Only Solution

Brexiteers: The Only Solution

This story first appeared in the Telegraph Post, November 29, 2019

by Robert Mandel, UK
'It was great for the protest. Now what the fuck do we do with it?

Unable to agree on whether to leave the European Union or not, Britain has opted to agree on one thing; that they cannot agree.

“There’s only one viable solution left to us,’ said one Tory member anonymously. ‘We are drawing up plans to divide Britain, much like Ireland. The I’s will have it. And the No’s will have it.”

A leaked source shows that blueprints have already been drafted, with the British public soon to be able to vote on the new plans. One half of Britain will stay with the E.U., the other half will become the Independent States of Britain. ISIB.

No doubt there will be much contention but as some people on the street we’ve already spoken to, think it’s the only way to satisfy everybody.

‘An excellent idea. We should have done it years ago.’

You went to the same printer, didn't you? 

‘It’s a truly superb notion. I can shop locally and spend my good old English pounds then I can go across the border and spend some Euro’s without having the nuisance of long-distance travel. Wonderful!’

‘I’m all for it mate. Hate mixing with those bloody whiners anyway. The majority get the vote but that’s not good enough for ‘em. They hate democracy. They’re bloody fascists is what they are!’

This lot just confused everybody

Some are saying that England should remain for the English and palm Scotland off to the E.U. ‘No one really wants them anyway,’ said one conservative.

We asked one local M.P., with a sense of flippancy, 'Will you build a wall?' He replied, quite seriously, 'That's a bit much but a barb wired fence might be useful.'

According to one source, the entire process has already cost 78 billion pounds. Thus far. 

From what we’ve already seen, though attractive to some, this solution won’t work. The only logistical notion is to divide all four Semi-Nations, England, Wales, Scotland and Ireland down the middle. Half of the territory to each half. 

Now some will argue that London, being a powerhouse of economic earnings, will be an unfair advantage to those who possess it. So a possible solution is to exclude London from this division by simply dividing London in half. The same could be applied to other major cities like Edinburgh and Cardiff. Or simple divide every single town into two. Instead of having one town butcher, there could be two! This could stimulate all economies. A logical solution. Also a logistical nightmare.

Make Britain Hate Again
(Kind of achieved already)

While many hope for an easier way forward, it’s clear that democracy is just not viable in the modern day. As soon as one party wins an election, the other says the system must be rigged and everyone is at each other's throats. Unless people opt for a Communist/Socialist State, which may not be so far-fetched, then sanctioned division may be the only way to quell the discontent. Or jump the ten year queue and join the China/Russia Super States. Communism is coming anyway.

For now...

Will the Brexiteers have it, or the Musketeers?

Follow the discussion at ...

#DivisionIsUnity

#RebuildAdriansWall

#BarbWireIsTheNewBlack

#DemocracyIsSo20thCentury

#BackInTheUSSR

#China1TheWest0

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Mental Health Month - Reaching for help - and failing

Mental Health Month

I'm Sorry, Not Sorry

??

I’m sorry to hear about that

She posted about her sick aunt

Dying really

She hinted at that aspect

But wasn’t it already obvious?

‘I’m sorry to hear about that’

They said

Sad face emoji

She stared at her phone

And it’s comments

And felt suddenly and overwhelmingly, empty.

He texted his ex

Again

In a variation of detail

About his physiological problems

Brought about by real life obstacles

Or were they just the catalyst

For the exaggerated stress

He was enduring?

He knew

As did she

That it was long standing issues

That had brought him to this juncture

Almost to his knees

And that’s what he didn’t want

To be ground to a halt

Nervous breakdown

Or whatever the modern term was.

‘I’m sorry to hear about that’

She wrote

He went on some more

But quickly understood the futility

His pleas and requests

Fell on not deaf ears

As she had heard him just fine.

He was on his own

And had no idea

How to make any of it better

He’d never felt more alone in his life.

Sorry

Not Sorry

‘R U Ok’

No, I’m not

But what will you do about it?

What will anyone do?

‘You need to get some help

Have you seen a doctor?’

It’s the first port of call

Doctors come long before

Confession to a friend

Pills come long before

Public admittance

Battles are fought

Long before fragments of defeat

Are admitted.

‘I’m sorry about that’

Makes them feel better

Do they really care?

What can they do anyway?

Sometimes, plenty

Simple practical steps

Take part of the life load off

Offer to pick up a chore

Insist on a personal visit

Something

If only a small amount

Rather than buzzwords

Spewed out like an auto-correct response.

‘I’m sorry to hear about that

Now, where was I?’

© ajl 2019

This poem and 9 others are now available in a pdf for download, called All Empires Crumble.
All are from 2019.

exsomnis by m_tau

Previous entries in this Series on Mental Health


Thank you to M. Tau for permission to use these specific visuals in this series. 
See her profile at DeviantArt

Mental Health Month - The Anxiety Trap

We all suffer in some form, some of the time. So perhaps you, or someone you know, may relate to these.

The Anxiety Trap

aka Locked in self

Are you having a bad day?

Did they say something?

Is it the workload?

Is it that person?

Or is it something else entirely?

I’m here if you want to talk

Or if you don’t want to talk

But need a friendly voice

Company

Shoulder.

Do you have anxiety or depression?

If so, I get it

I’m the fucking King

It’s been my constant companion

You don’t have to explain

A thing

Instead, say no-thing

You don’t have to highlight

What’s already there

I can see it

It doesn’t deserve our focus.

I’m here

You’re there

And its in the middle

Preventing one of us

From making that first move

Into the void.

It’s cold comfort

Which keeps us

At home

On the couch

Under the covers

Strengthening

Our nemesis.

Cyclical

Trap.

Kindred spirits

Locked in self.

Reaching out

Is not the first step

It’s the greatest chasm

Something they don’t understand.

We just want it to be a little easier

A little peace

In our time.

© ajl 2019

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At the end of the series I'll be compiling this poem and 9 others into a pdf for download, called All Empires Crumble. All are from 2019.

Mental Health Month - In the Wallows

In the Wallows

I sit

Slouching really

In the tepid gloom

Of a season in decline

An unflinching force

Towards winter

A lowly lit room

A pathetic metaphor

For my fatalistic mood

Defeated, it feels

By the everyday

The alarm chime, the routine to rise

The traffic, the commitment

The morons whose mistakes

Aim to trip us up

Our constant guard exhausting

The arsehole whose harsh words

And selfish actions

Taint our worldview

And make it all

marina by m.tau - deviant art

Unnecessarily difficult.

And now I’m aware

That I’ve gone from

I to Us

As though I’m speaking for others

Universal practices or not

Whereas

It’s just me here.

The battle is very personal

And right now

I feel I’ve lost.

That’s the true evil of depression

That the current mood

Stands for all time

The pervading, cloying doom

Eternal.

Whereas in half a day

I may have clawed my way back

As we often do

As those aforementioned tediums

Require that we must

As money is still required

To survive.

So I’ll rise once more

No doubt

But for now

I’m home

In the wallows.

ajl 2019



(I don't have any answers. All I'm saying is that sometimes it's okay to feel bad, if we are able to remind ourselves that these awful feelings will pass. Just hang on).

At the end of the series I'll be compiling this poem and 9 others into a pdf for download,
called All Empires Crumble. All are from 2019.


Previous Mental Health Month entries

Mental Health Month - Work Stress

Mental Health Month

Is your daily grind like this?

The Grind

Slave to the keyboard

Another meeting

No different to all the others

Listening to someone bitch

Having to succumb to the whims

Of a person above you

That you don’t like

Changing the diapers of a 88 year old

Answering the phone

Making the call
Sending that vital email

Reading the meter

Changing the plug

Trying to change the client's mind

Cleaning up after another's muck

You need coffee

You need lunch

You need your daily break

You need more drugs

For that reoccurring headache.

Finally that last hour comes around

You sigh as you walk out the door

And prepare

To follow other routines

All the way to bed

And back again.

This is the life

The way it must be

So we are led to believe

The reason why we've endured

Years of more routines we didn’t like

In those budding years
Youth fleeting as it is

When we should have been having more fun

And maybe learning about more important things

Like relationships

And how to get through the grind

Or come up with other alternatives

Other than Pi and formulas

and other crap

That we will never need.

Call me old fashioned

Or maybe deranged

But maybe we wouldn’t have to ‘grind’ so much

If there wasn’t this incessant rush

To a version 4.2 upgrade

Which is probably worse than the last

When the one before that was good enough.

Perhaps if the world slowed down a little

And we talked to each other

And sat back and looked at the stars

And the rocks and realized

That we stand with giants

And angels
But only

For the briefest possible moment.

Simple is the way to be

It gives us calm and poise and space

To enjoy our limited time

While we can.

copyright 2012 anthony j. langford

This series is written from the heart and personal experiences. 

Please share if you can, or comment. Alternatively email me if you want to reach out. 

More in the Series on Mental Health. 

Next week will be a new Poem and Video on Anxiety/Depression.

At the end of this 5 part series I'll be compiling, 4 out of 5 of them into a pdf for download, plus with an extra 6, 10 in total. It will be called All Empires Crumble. All deal with Mental Health and all are from 2019.

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