The Lion and the Shaved Scrotum

The whole political situation is absolutely bonkers at the moment. The country has been persuaded to vote for a situation they know nothing about using methods that will be seen to be highly illegal in years to come. “Europe keep imposing restrictions”, “let’s make Britain Great again” and “immigrants coming over here nicking our jobs/wives/NHS etc”… it’s all utter sh*te. We’ll still get restrictions imposed on us, Britain will never return to imperialism (and quite rightly so) and Yes we need to manage the NHS correctly but surely people should have a right to live anywhere in the world shouldn’t they? Of course they have to abide by the laws of the land like everyone else has to.

It was the European elections the other week and political tensions in Sedbergh are high. The Conservative signs appeared to get vandalised on a nightly basis with slogans to suggest they are traitors. The Labour signs less so but they weren’t immune and I don’t think the Liberals could afford big banners. The sign below amused me and I thoroughly agree.

I think Aesop would be able to make a very good analogy of this Brexit situation and I’m pretty sure it would something along the lines of the hares negotiating with the lions, complaining that we all should be equal. Only we’re currently part of the lion and want to break away to become something smaller than a hare, something like one of those bald mole rats that looks like a shaved scrotum. And then when we want to become part of Europe again we’ll have nothing to offer and they won’t want to join back because we won’t have any teeth or claws and instead we’ll be like a cancerous tumour.