It's a funny thing - I'm the grandchildren of immigrants - more refugees, really, as they were escaping from pogroms in Eastern Europe.
When the Labour Party was overtaken by antisemites, my family and I had to think really quite seriously about packing our bags if they had got into power. It wasn't a happy, chirpy, casual thing - the idea of leaving the city and country that i've lived in all my life was a huge, terrible wrench. It would absolutely break my heart to not be a Londoner any more. i would miss so many things about my city, my country - it's my home. My children are Londoners too, and I would feel a sense of appalling fear and wrenching to have to take them away from the place they've grown up, where they feel they belong.
and all the things we love about it - the idea of no longer being able to spend time with our friends, our families, the places we visit at weekends and in the holidays- all of that. It's absolutely wrenching.
It's something we only considered because we felt like we were at true, genuine risk of immediate harm - the same reason my ancestors have had to flee countries in the past.
So I find it completely bizarre that people who presumably have histories in this country going back considerably further than mine, and children who have spent their whole lives growing up here, and have friends, families, favourite places, etc., would just casually uproot them from all that and go somewhere else unfamiliar and new - not because of fear for your life, or desperate need, but because... of slightly higher taxes.
It is an utterly alien mindset to me. I can only imagine that many of the people throwing this around as an idea have no real concept at all of what it would involve, because they've never had to be faced with the reality of a non-optional migration.
Either that, or their ties to where they live are so weak that they were probably always planning to go and live elsewhere anyway. It's just nonsense.