Yes, this prorogation stinks, but what else did you expect?

It’s pretty obvious that the faction who have taken over the British government will do anything short of breaking the law to ensure that Britain leaves the European Union by October 31^st – regardless of the consequences. After all, Boris told us when he became Prime Minister, that he would “do what it takes” to deliver that outcome.

If the threatened no-deal Brexit comes to pass, the aftermath, which promises to be painful for some, possibly many, will be fascinating to watch. As the smart folks tell us, it will not be the end, but the beginning. Years of uncertainty, negotiation, fence building, mitigation measures, civil unrest and quite possibly the end of the current political order. Will we have to revisit centuries of parliamentary precedent, also known as our unwritten constitution? Will the Conservative Party, which has morphed from the Nasty Party into the Ruthless Revolutionaries, survive? Will the United Kingdom itself survive?

I’m not about to launch into a rant about Boris Johnson, Dominic Cummings and the rest of the motley crew masquerading as our government. I’ll simply come back to the idea that the momentous decision to leave the EU should be tested by a second referendum, justified by the dubious practices of the Leave campaigners in 2016, and by the fact that three years on the electorate is far more aware of the implications of leaving than it was when it was asked a simple yes-or-no-question.

For that view, I’m considered by a sizeable number of the newly-politicised electorate – or at least by their cheerleaders in the media and the more extreme edge of the political spectrum – as a traitor to my country, worthy along with millions of others of being locked up.

To the two acquaintances who told me yesterday that nothing adverse would happen after a no-deal departure, I repeat what I told them, which is that I hope they are right but fear they’re wrong.

I’m a Remainer for reasons that I’ve explained over and over again in this blog, in conversations with friends who think otherwise (and no, I don’t believe in ditching friendships because of differences in political principles – at least not yet) in the social media and anywhere else where I can get my point across. But I’ve always said that I would accept the result of a fairly-conducted (in other words, no lies, no foreign influence and no dodgy funding) confirmatory referendum.

Was it really too much to ask that we should have the chance to vote again?

It may be too late for that now. Such is the lack of trust within the EU in our political institutions, as well as the incompetence of our own government, that one way or another we may be about to reach the end of the line.

But as I said, the end of the line, if we reach it, will be the beginning of another. I have a feeling that a number of political careers, and not just those of our current masters, will fall by the wayside in fairly short order.

Let’s hope our new masters end up more principled and far-sighted than the current gang, and that the names of Boris Johnson, Jacob Rees-Mogg, Nigel Farage and all the other bigots, turncoats and second-rate chancers end up as footnotes to an unfortunate chapter in our history.