Time for a Brexplanation…

They thought they were going to see off those Europeans, but were now the laughing stock of the world. Their ludicrous, puffed-up jingoism of just a few hours earlier, which had now turned into anxious introspection and recrimination, merely added to the ridicule that was being heaped upon them. In a press conference immediately after the result, their leader, who had presided over the whole debacle, taking gamble after rash gamble without ever seeming to have a contingency plan if things went awry, did the decent thing and fell on his own sword… but no one else wanted to step into his shoes, to sort out the mess he had left behind... Anyway, enough about the Iceland match. What I really want to talk about is the Brexit. As a British national, I had been vaguely optimistic that at the final hour my compatriots would, when it came to the crunch, see through the lies they had been fed for so many years by a rabidly eurosceptic press and populist politicians, and would take on boa