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Mon 6 Aug 2018, 07:30 (last edited on Mon 6 Aug 2018, 07:34)

"So the future is bright: food shortages, insulin shortage, blood shortage, pharmaceutical shortage, and mountains (literally) of plastic."

Can we all stop this nihilistic obsession?

There aren't going to be any shortages: we're not going to leave the Single Market (or, to be precise A Single Market) and our nincompoop MP destroyed the last remaining support for the possibility we'd get a hard exit three weeks ago: arguably the greatest achievement of his parliamentary career.

The Tory lunatic fringe threatened a resignation a day among the Payroll Vote (google it if you're unfamiliar): when Courts' resignation went down like a lead balloon among sane Tories (including just about every Tory I know) no more followed. It was clear we'd reached Peak Nincompoopery.

Moggie, Fox and the rest of the nincompoops are, politically, dead. Replace "parrot" by "hard brexit" (or "nincompoopery") at https://www.davidpbrown.co.uk/jokes/monty-python-parrot.html and you'll get the perfect description of our current political state.

We live in the loveliest part (with the cleverest, nicest and best-connected neighbours) of one of the world's richest countries: even the overpaid merchant bankers who dominated the Wilderness crowds this weekend constantly repeated their envy of our good luck to live here. No-one on earth has a greater moral obligation to be optimistic than Charlburians.

Can we ALL stop feeding the pessimism that'll destroy our economy if the country doesn't snap out of it.

We're not leaving. We'll stay part of some acronym that means "open borders with our neighbours, but in a semi-detached relationship with Brussels" Say it often enough, and we'll start persuading people living in less privileged parts of the country to believe too.

Oh, and Richard. Yes this does belong in the Grease Pit. But keep it here for a day or so so we can all at least THINK about being optimistic.