psychology dector

Theresa May makes it clear, at last, that there's no need to push them. They're ready—really—to piss off. The good lady is starting, at last, to conjugate the irregular verb to brexit, or not to brexit . Once upon a time, that was the question. No longer.

Theresa May is like a lady in a dark cinema who’s looking for the toilets. She knows they’re there, somewhere or other, and she needs to reach them as soon as possible, but there’s not enough light for her to find the way. Born in Bournemouth in Dorset, the lady is accustomed to foggy conditions. The Brexit, however, is foggier by far than anything she’d ever encountered. Sir Ivan Rogers , Britain's ambassador to Brussels, even chose the lady’s birthplace to announce his resignation… which wasn’t a particularly British act. Before taking French leave, the not-very-diplomatic diplomat had been ungracious enough to inform 10 Downing Street that finding the way out of Europe in the dark might even take ten years. Goodness Gracious, that’s a long wait in the pea soup for a pee!

A few days ago, the former Ecology candidate Jill Stein claimed that votes should be recounted in three states: Pennsylvania, Wisconsin and Michigan. To obtain the necessary funds, she awaits the outcome of a national subscription appeal. Far away, in the UK, former PMs Tony Blair and John Major are looking into the possibility of a second Brexit referendum, which is still vaguely thinkable. Are such projects a mere expression of wishful thinking ? Or is the possibility of life after democratic death a real possibility?

I've always looked upon Nigel Farage as an English amusement. He reminds me of rows of fair-ground clowns that amused me greatly as a child in Australia. The heads swivelled constantly to the left and the right, and the trick consisted of guessing the exact moment to drop your ping-pong ball down the clown's throat, so that it ended up falling into the right spot and winning something. Today, I don't think the prize would justify my efforts. On the other hand, the ping-pong ball might shut up Farage.

Since the UK’s Brexit referendum, no holds are barred. Paris started a campaign on Monday, run by the Defacto company, in an attempt to woo business and talents from London.

Diane James has nothing to say, and she knows it. She has no authority, and she can’t count upon the esteem of her colleagues. So, after merely 18 days in charge of Britain’s xenophobic Ukip party, Diane James has bowed out. The English call such a departure “ taking French leave ”. The French say “ filer à l’anglaise ”.

This message is powerful. It's from an American talking to young Americans about America. He tells them to vote, and to vote for Clinton. But the message can be understood by young people throughout the world. I hope that young Brits listen. The young generation of the UK know now that the Brexit was a gigantic mistake. A blunder made by oldies for oldies. The mistake cannot be corrected, but it might be attenuated. No such mistake should ever be made again.

The slogan alongside Theresa May is curious. Who exactly is included in the "everyone" for whom Brexit Britain is working? Why is Britain working for her citizens? Wouldn't it be more logical, inversely, if her citizens worked for Britain? Is the country really working for the huge proportion of citizens who didn't want the Brexit at all? How exactly is this "work" being conducted? The formula is fuzzy. This morning, on the BBC and in the Sunday Times , Theresa May reassured the world that the UK plans to activate article 50 of the Treaty of Lisbon, to obtain a divorce settlement with the European Union, before March 2017. In that case, the UK would normally be able to leave Europe around the start of 2019. Not too soon... This afternoon, she'll open the congress of the Conservative Party in Birmingham.