I never thought I’d be sad to see CaMoron go, but part of me is. The guy has wrecked the country. His needless austerity policies, born not of economic necessity but of the politics of greed, have brought misery to millions. The guy has ruined the country by holding a referendum we didn’t need. He thought by holding it he would shut the euroskeptics in his party up, but he didn’t think the country would be so foolish as to vote out. He thus transformed the country from being a prosperous and important participant in world affairs to an irrelevent, inward-looking island off northern europe, simply to satisfy his party’s internal affairs. The outists told the people that Europe, not the current government, was to blame for their suffering, and they fell for their lie.

I hate CaMoron, then, but I wish he wasn’t going. If the country hadn’t been so idiotic last month, he’d still be in downing street and none of this would have happened. We wouldn’t be in this mess; we’d still be in europe, our future safe; we wouldn’t need to worry about what happens now, or feel so vulnerable. But we did. CaMoron’s gone, the county’s ruined, and I hate him for it.