I have been an ardent supporter of the Brexit referendum. The results are a gorgeous surprise. The night was as much a roller-coaster as …Bush/Gore. When Nigel Farage conceded (the first time), I was deeply distressed but not surprised. So imagine my joy when the results began to turn at 2 am (UK time.) Nigel Farage conceded twice and unconceded twice. He must learn a bit from American politicians – concede at last, not at once.
Nigel Farage: ‘Dawn is breaking over independent UK’
If the predications now are right this will be a victory for real people, a victory for ordinary people, a victory for decent people. We have fought against the multinationals, against the big merchant banks, against big politics, against lies against lies, corruption and deceit and today honesty and decency and belief in nation I think now is going to win.
We will have done it without having to fight, without a single bullet having been fired.
I hope this victory brings down this failed projects and brings us to a Europe of sovereign nation states trading together.
Let’s June the 23rd go down in our history as our independence day. Nigel Farage
The pound sterling is dropping. The markets will shake. But that is incidental. I would invest in the pound and in an England in charge of its own fate.
I dedicate this poem to the people of Great Britain who chose freedom over slavery, sovereignty over submission.
The fascists at the EU have been given their walking papers and I suspect we will hear the rest of Europe beating a path to the exit doors. The fact is, this is all about the Muslim invasion — and we here in America are going to have a similar referendum in November. This looks very good for Trump, I might add.
By William Ernest Henley
Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.
In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.
Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds and shall find me unafraid.
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate,
I am the captain of my soul.
Courtesy of Pamela Geller