
Labourβs new motto seems to be: βYouβve had your say, now kindly sit down while we decide whatβs best.β Forget referendums, forget that messy βwill of the peopleβ stuff β apparently, entrusting voters with major decisions is like letting toddlers pilot a 747. Dangerous, noisy, and not great for Brussels.
π€« The Peopleβs Voiceβ¦ On Mute
Once upon a referendum, we were told our voices mattered. βThe people have spoken,β they said β until they didnβt like what the people actually said. Now Labourβs tapping the microphone, clearing their throats, and announcing that democracy was just a limited-time offer with absolutely no returns, exchanges, or second thoughts allowed.
Theyβre selling us the political equivalent of a used car wrapped in EU flags, promising smooth rides while cutting the brake cables on public say. Why trust the masses when you have think tanks, party whips, and focus groups made entirely of PPE grads who once interned in Luxembourg?
And donβt get it twisted β this isnβt about being pro or anti-EU. Itβs about the audacity of pushing aside the electorate like an annoying pop-up ad. You donβt want direct democracy? Fine. But donβt gaslight the public by pretending that youβre the ones defending it. This is less βfor the peopleβ and more βto the people β with love, from your betters.β
Maybe next time, just skip the polling booths and send us all a lovely note:
βDear Citizens, weβve got this. Go watch Bake Off. Love, The Elites.β
π§¨Β ChallengesΒ π§¨
Still think your vote counts? Still clinging to the idea that you should be consulted before your country is steered into a new international alignment like a dodgy sat-nav rerouting in a tunnel? Then light up the comments. Whether you voted Leave, Remain, or just want your democratic receipts back β this is your moment.
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Is this democracyβs quiet funeralβ¦ or just another episode of βThis Is Why We Canβt Have Nice Thingsβ?
π₯ The best truth bombs will be featured in the next issue of the magazine. Bring the fury. Bring the sarcasm. Bring receipts.


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