At last, there was clarity, excepting
one or two uncertainties. At long last,
we all knew something would happen (unless
it was no-deal) and there was surety
in that. At last, we could sleep easily,
knowing the not-knowing had real shape.
I realised that this was a testing
of democracy. Whatever the past
amounted to, it was time to address
the moment and look to the future. Why
had we vacillated to increasingly
ill-effect? No matter. At last, we take
the bull by the horns, call a spade a spade
and, as morning grows dark, build the stockade.
31 October 2018