Stretching analogies again ...
when I was little - 2, 3 years old, we popped down to Cornwall to see my DGM (Mums mum). She had a parrot in a cage ("Fred"
) which was a present from my Merchant seaman uncle.
Being me, I was fascinated, and teasing Fred a bit in his cage. My DF (who amazingly sometimes seemed to worry more about us kids than my DM
) said to my DGM that she should move the cage, so I didn't get hurt. She just said "If DGR goes too far, he'll know it, and won't do it again.". Sure enough, a few minutes later there was a poke, a nip, and a crying child who never put his fingers in the cage again. Because wise old Nan damn well knew that no amount of trying to explain things to me in a reasoned, measured way would make me change my behaviour.
It's very, very, very hard not to see the parallels with Brexit there. The only difference being my DGM and DM have now passed, and aren't seeing this shitstorm.