No man is an island,
Entire of itself,
Every man is a piece of the continent,
A part of the main.
If a clod be washed away by the sea,
Europe is the less.
As well as if a promontory were.
As well as if a manor of thy friend’s
Or of thine own were:
Any man’s death diminishes me,
Because I am involved in mankind,
And therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls;
It tolls for thee.
John Donne. 1624
No idea how to live with the result of yesterday’s vote. No idea what it means for this country (by which I mean UK). No idea what it means for Europe and the wider world. No idea how to make sense of a successful campaign that showed contempt for facts, for knowledge and for experience.
Today is a much sadder day than the day before yesterday, and I am little comforted by knowing that almost half those who voted voted the same way I did. I fear our voices now count for nothing.
How to make sense of the senseless and the scary?
Take a moment to remind ourselves of the hopeful words of Jo Cox MP in her maiden speech:
…..we are far more united and have far more in common with each other than things that divide us.