THE WOOD, SEEN THROUGH THE TREES

As the drama continues, and we enter another crucial period of intense debate, I start to speculate on the long term damage that is being inflicted on the British psyche.

The current prime minister (Boris Johnson) has secured a New Deal from the EU and is about to present it to the House of Commons for approval. It has come down to My deal, or No Deal again – this tactic cost the last prime minister (Theresa May) her job.

The current calculus of the House is so tight that few are willing to call the vote – and the vote will, no doubt, be complicated by amendments. The government has lost its majority and will need to overcome this disadvantage. The DUP are not willing to back a Deal that threatens their hold over Northern Irish politics, the PLP are worried that whatever position they take they will loose seats to the Lib Dems, the Brexit party has no seat in Westminster but remain a factor in Tory thinking, and the SNP seem unwilling to back a Deal that appears ruinous to the Scottish economy (an economy that gets no mention in the new document). Many of the Independents are still sulking after having the Tory whip withdrawn, and the government (the Conservatives) are being driven into a hard right Deal or No Deal binary that is difficult for some of them – except for a few hard-line Brexiteers.

There is talk of a General Election – the government want it soon (while they can still claim the high ground of giving the people what they want – even though no one knows quite what that is). However, they know that if they fail to deliver then the Brexit party will pick them off in Leave constituencies. The Labour party fear an election will wipe them out – not only do they worry that they can’t win an election just now, but they feel their position as the second force in UK politics is threatened by a drift to the Liberal Democrats. The Lib Dems have positioned themselves as the Remain option – in binary opposite to the Tory Leave position – whilst Labour are floating (indecisively in some peoples view) between Leave seats and Remain seats and can’t risk tipping one way or the other. The SNP would welcome an election because they feel they can reduce the number of Tories in Scotland, forcing them to hold their meetings in the back seat of someone’s Mini, whilst increasing the chance of a second Independence Referendum.

But … in amongst all this posturing … we have failed to address some fundamental questions: how do we reconcile the tension between those that want a direct democracy verses those who vote for a representative democracy? how do we overcome the stasis created by a divide country, where major issues split the country approximatly50/50? how do we put the angry genie back in the bottle as these issues release strong forces that manifest their anger in racist behaviour/frustration at environmentalists/voter fatigue?

Phew, it is enough to keep teams of geeky political editors spinning in their newsrooms.

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HOUSE OF REPRESENTATIVES

I was born in Nicosia, Europe’s only remaining divided city. In a British Military hospital that now lies in no-mans land. It seems strange to me that I can’t visit my birthplace because it’s in a strip of landed, patrolled by the United Nations, that separates the two halves of the island. I grew up in and around Famagusta, also a place inaccessible to me as it is now a ghost town.

Cyprus joined the EU in 2004, and the Euro replaced the Cypriot Pound in 2008. It is currently in the process of joining the Shengen area. Although the whole island is technically a member state, the north is excluded as the EU doesn’t recognize The Republic of Northern Cyprus and EU law is suspended in areas where the Cyprus government doesn’t have effective control.

On this trip (my first for eighteen years) I was staying in Larnaca with the express purpose of reacquainting myself with that coastal town and having a quick trip up to the capitol.

I enjoyed my trip to Nicosia. We used the local bus and, even though the driver insisted we sit in the seating reserved for the disabled, it dropped us near the old city walls at the main bus station which was perfect for my purposes.

After a quick look around the, now quite touristy, area atop Ledra Street we decided to head back to the coast.

Me, to Nicosia taxi driver: Larnaca, via The House of Representatives, parakalou.
Taxi driver: What the …! (He calls over other taxi driver and a three way discussion ensues).
Me, to two Nicosia taxi drivers: I want to go to your Parliament.
2nd taxi driver: Show me on the map, this building you want to see.
Me, unfolding my map: Here, this government building, your Parliament, it’s called The House of Representatives, I think …

A discussion takes place between the two taxi drivers …

Me: It’s like the House of Commons in London.
Susan, who is now holding the map: I don’t think that is helping dear.

Finally the bemused taxi driver whooshes us off in his nice Mercedes and pulls up a few streets away.

Me, spiling out the car: Is this it?
Taxi driver: No that’s a car park, the government building is over there (he directs Susan to help me cross the busy street).
I take the, by now famous ‘Me in my SighPress T Shirt outside EU member states parliament’ picture.

Me, to taxi driver: I’m visiting all 28 EU country’s’ parliaments.
Taxi driver: Mmmm, now Larnaca. Okay?

Once again I discover how difficult travel with a disability is; I’ve become much more dependent on other people. But I am also discovering that it’s not impossible, and there are new adventures aplenty if I’m willing to adapt.

Right, that’s the EU parliament in Brussels, London Commons Green, Catalunya’s Generalitat and now Nicosia. I have one more trip this year before settling into the Scottish winter and planning the next phase of my project. I will need to be much more focused if I want to visit all 28 EU member states.

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