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Sixth Form

July 3rd, 2016, marks the sixth year I've spent living in Britain. Comparing things from 2010 to how they are now, I can tell this was a different country, even though only six years have passed.

Especially the referendum-related events have really highlighted it to me how much this country has changed, and still even just the coming years, if not months, bring mostly uncertainty. Brexit. And then even the future of the United Kingdom with its four constituent states, England, Wales, Scotland and Northern Ireland. Will it last should Westminster vote to leave the EU?

I will admit that June 23rd was a pretty dark day for me. I was at my dad's, getting ready for a lovely day hiking up Smerek mountain, but the in the morning I read this shit and I could feel something cracking inside of me. Thus, I cannot tell whether Britain will be my home for much longer. Perhaps it will, but in the EU member state Scotland, or we'll be moving somewhere else, I don't know.

I do know that the UK feels like my home, hence why it was incredibly sad to see all the post-referendum racism and hate kicking off against the Polish and other ethnic groups which make up this wonderful and diverse country. This isn't the Britain I recall from even just a few years back. And it happens to be the Britain I've come to love, an open and diverse society where every language in the world is spoken, where every culture and cuisine in the world come together.

I don't want this taken away but ultimately only time will tell what happens and what's the best course of action. Here's hoping by the time my seventh year in Britain has passed I'll be having a better outlook on the future. And hopefully with a British citizenship by then.

Got my family round for a week and a bit in Liverpool. To mark this day we've had a good time out in town and enjoyed some gourmet burgers. Today definitely made me feel positive and feels like a worthy celebration of a pretty big chunk of my life here.
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I don't suppose I need to express my profound regret at this current turn of events. I feel utterly ashamed of the UK, of Farage (and his utter asshattery post-"victory"), and indeed, of the press, who couldn't ever get enough of Farage, breathlessly echoing his every fart - with such a PR corps, who could fail?

I'll happily leave for Scotland, if they'll take me, or indeed, any EU member nation. My home has betrayed me, and I feel no obligation whatsoever toward it. Having spent a good part of my career as an immigrant, I'm not inclined to remain where the knuckle-draggers have seemigly prevailed.
Every person that I've spoken to has had some negative reflections on this result, and the ensuing hatred. It's completely not on, and I'm really ashamed it has come to this.

Best of all, all those who have fathered this 'success story' have conveniently taken the back seat and left us with this massive load of crap to tidy up. Big thanks guys.

Honestly, what I've been hearing from the Leave camp is comedy gold. The 'arguments' for leaving the EU, and all the wonderful opportunities that lie ahead when we leave the EU and negotiate all these new trade deals. Dying to see that. Like all superpowers in the world are going to start killing themselves to get a trade deal with England + Wales. Don't think Scotland and NI are going to hang around long should the Brexit actually happen.

It's dire times. An MP from nearby Wallasey, Angela Eagle, has been getting death threats and had a brick thrown thru the window at her surgery last night. Looking at what happened to Jo Cox, I can only think she's terrified. This is a disgrace, and I'm not even mentioning all of those recent racist and xenophobic attacks and incidents.