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La Montagne (Brive) - - Corrèze Le Brexit Vu D'ici -

Bri­tan­nique ins­tal­lé en Cor­rèze de­puis de longues an­nées, Mark Preece pro­pose cette chro­nique heb­do­ma­daire à tous les amou­reux de la langue de Shakespeare. Au­jourd’hui, il évoque le Brexit.

« The lon­gest day, the of­fi­cial start of Sum­mer, now but a yes­ter­day that was full of joy, mer­riment and mu­sic, soon to be for­got­ten...un­til next year. The eve­ning was full of the sound of Rock, Jazz and Clas­si­cal airs played in pu­blic with the French equi­va­lent of the Ar­tist Col­lec­ting So­cie­ty (SA­CEM), wai­ving their rights for du­ra­tion of the fes­ti­vi­ties. Ka­raokes, the ori­gi­nal Ja­pa­nese af­ter­work ac­ti­vity ‘par ex­cel­lence’, aboun­ded. Bud­ding ba­throom stars per­for­med, some for the first time, be­fore their ad­mi­ring (or not) pu­blic. They clo­sed their eyes, sang and ima­gi­ned that they were be­fore a pa­cked house. “Me­mo­ries are made of this”. What me­mo­ries will the big day in the U.K. leave to­mor­row? Do they stay in or do they come out of Eu­rope? Did you no­tice I used the word ‘they’. I am not al­lo­wed to vote as I have not been re­gis­te­red to do so in the past 15 years. The “Brexit” re­fe­ren­dum, the in­con­se­quen­tial ba­by that was born du­ring the Ge­ne­ral Elec­tion of 2015 has now grown to full adul­thood and tur­ned on it’s crea­tor. Pay­back. Votes were ‘bought’ and the time has come to re­pay the debt in full and things are not pan­ning out as the po­wers that be would have ho­ped. Last week my fa­ther, who lives in the U.K., was in­ter­vie­wed on French te­le­vi­sion and sta­ted that he was sho­cked with the confu­sion and vio­lence of the cam­pai­gn. Sur­pri­sed with the igno­rance of the man in the street as to what was at stake and how it was sub­se­quent­ly di­vi­ding the na­tion. A na­tion, that, in the past, thri­ved on so­li­da­ri­ty in the face of ad­ver­si­ty. Stiff up­per lip and all that. Have a cup of tea and things will get bet­ter and a thou­sand other cli­chés concer­ning the Brits. The ‘Vote Leave’ pro­po­nents had ta­ken the edge over the ‘Bri­tain Stron­ger in Eu­rope’ sup­por­ters in opi­nion polls. Then, like so­me­thing out of an Ame­ri­can te­le­vi­sion se­ries in­vol­ving a ‘Mrs. Fixit’ and POTUS, a ser­ving M.P., Mrs. Jo Cox, was bru­tal­ly mur­de­red by a fa­na­ti­cal ‘out’ sup­por­ter. He didn’t shout “Al­la­hou Ak­bar!” but “Put Bri­tain first!”. Dif­ferent words, but same re­sult. Same death. Same ter­ror. Sur­pri­sin­gly, the vo­ting ten­den­cy has been slight­ly in­ver­ted and the U.K. might see a re­pro­duc­tion of the 1975 vote to stay ‘in’. I am too sad to fi­nish in my usual style with a light, cat­chy and fun­ny pun­chline as when it rains it pours but let’s hope that sun­nier days are on their way. My dee­pest heart­felt condo­lences go out to the fa­mi­ly of Jo Cox, who died a need­less death ».

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