I’m trying to keep to the resolution that I’m not going to over-think these non-film-related blog posts and just write the first thing that comes to my mind as and when I get a chance to sit in front of a keyboard… but the trouble is that when I do find a moment to myself, my brain is absolutely and utterly overwhelmed by responses to and views on the many, many things happening around me at the moment.
I guess the vision that keeps floating to the surface more insistently than any of the others is of Boris Johnson sending an unsigned letter to the EU, effectively – but grudgingly – stating that he’s obliged to ask for an extension of the Brexit deadline. I think I can honestly call it one of the most depressing things I’ve read about for months, because it was so contemptuous, so arrogant and so completely unnecessary and avoidable.
I’m not sure where the Brexit process is going to go. Those who know me are well aware that I’d like nothing better than seeing the entire thing scrapped and the UK remaining within the EU and thereby embracing a spirit of open-mindedness and solidarity. But regardless of where the next few months and years take us, I think there’s little to be gained from our leaders displaying petulance and childish pig-headedness. Little to be gained and much to be lost. Because the example it sets is terrifying. Almost too terrifying for words.