Today is, or should be, Brexit Day, the moment we leave the European Union as that plurality voted for. As the government itself actually announced two years ago. So, are we leaving? Are we ‘eck. The entire political class is consumed with pimple picking in the mirror as they await their call to twirl upon the stage and nothing more.
So, where is that competent government?
This being a useful lesson for those who would have more government of course. Those who would nationalise rail, or determine the diet of the nation, use politics to usher in some golden age of social justice perhaps. Politics actually runs to enable those twirls, that pimple picking. Any ability to do something is purely coincidental.
Which, even if we’ve not got our Brexit yet is a useful thing to remind ourselves of. Politics and politicians aren’t a good way of doing something. Seriously, we asked them to leave a note out for the Brussels milkman, nothing today please, and they’ve not even managed to get that right.