When we had the first referendum in 1975, my inclination was to vote leave. Then I read and discussed, including the original precursor of all things EU, the Schuman Declaration (May 1950), which spoke of avoiding war in Europe by economic integration as making war between member European states
“not merely unthinkable, but materially impossible” … in other words, by setting things up to make it economic suicide for any state to leave once joined.
Convinced, on balance I voted remain. Remain won by over two-to-one. Later the Union we voted for was changed somewhat, including by Margaret Thatcher; essentially Schuman's point about economic suicide was strengthened over the years.
OK, I thought, that's now done. We had a contract made with our country - to be European. A contract made democratically, two-to-one majority. Fine. We lived in peace and prosperity. So we (partner and I) brought our children up as Europeans. They learned to speak other European languages, got otherwise educated and qualified, plied their various trades here-and-there across Europe, and, eventually, some of them got partners from other European countries; some settled in other European countries, had children.
Fine, we thought, we can easily visit, cousins (our grandchildren) will benefit from this cosmopolitan extended family; we worked at facilitating contacts across the EU for this next generation. Lovely.
Then our country betrayed us. Betrayed us. What we thought had been a once-and-for-all decision was put in jeopardy by that Etonian fucker Cameron in a failed attempt to glue the Tories together; another Etonian fucker, Johnson, 'got Brexit done' for his own venal narcissistic ambition. Betrayed.
The first referendum, two-to-one. The second, a majority within the margin of error. But still, economic suicide beckoned and we had just the boy for that in that lying Etonian pig Johnson. Democracy, schemocracy: what does it matter if you put Etonians in charge?
And now, the economic suicide Schuman predicted having taken place, my English grandchildren post home-made trinkets as birthday presents for their European cousins ... to have them returned undelivered, again and again, as non-compliant in various ways. And so on and so on. Our family is split apart. Betrayed.
You voted to leave? Well, you are one of those who took part in this betrayal of people like me who trusted our country to stick to its word to its citizens. I for one will never forgive this betrayal; it's no excuse that you are so stupid you can't see what you've done. No excuse at all. Fools.