The people appear to have chosen to leave the EU.
Yet again I find myself on my sofa in the middle of the night watching a disaster unfold before my eyes.
This one, though, is going to hurt much more than the election nights of the past five years. I’m not quite saying that they can come back, all is forgiven, but the ramifications of tonight for the country are so much worse. Our future opportunities and standing in the world are all heading down the toilet.
Already we see the pound in free-fall, making the Prime Minister’s predictions during the campaign seem positively optimistic.
Yet people didn’t believe him. They didn’t believe that a Prime Minister would put us in this position if he thought it would do us so much harm? Well, that’s what happens when you have a Prime Minister who is weak, who chooses to pander to factions within his party against the interests of the country.
He is not fit to hold office, yet it’s hard to see anyone in his party who would be less bad as we face economic chaos.
It’s not just the economic chaos, which will hit the most vulnerable as the Tories now inevitably roll back the size of the state. It’s what this means for the politics. It gives a boost for the sort of right wing ideology that make any liberal sick to the stomach.
I feel numb. I fear for what this means nationally and internationally.