Brexit is almost on us, or not on us.
It is 5 minutes to 12 for the end of the Brexit story or 5 minutes to 12 for the beginning of the next chapter in the Brexit saga.
In about a month’s time the UK could be in heaven or it could be in hell.
If you know what I mean.
No deal Brexit is on the cards.
Remainers say, no deal will precipitate the economic implosion of the UK. Food and medicine will be scarce and beer will have to be rationed. There will be tanks on the streets to preserve law and order.
The UK will become the Venezuela of Europe.
This scenario does not affect me, because at the end of April I will also have Dutch nationality.
Brexiteers say, after a no deal the UK will become a haven of peace and prosperity while the rest of Europe will collapse without the British contribution.
This scenario does not affect me, because I can always move back to the UK.
Then there is the double-doomsday prophecy: the economic and social collapse of both the UK and the EU after a no deal.
This scenario does not affect me, because I can always move to Israel.
When the chips are down (or not down) one has to look after number one, and I have been doing that.