Where is my country?

The town where I work has – in the past – been the host of Asylum seekers – it is also a port of entry for visitors from abroad. It’s fair to say that it has seen its fair share of social tension.  Where I worked before that and lived for a while – Dover was even worse. The flashpoint of many a protest and news story.

In the nearly 15 years of living and working in this area – of working in the immigration sector – I have never seen – first hand any direct racial abuse.

Today – my first day back at work after Brexit – I saw it twice. Twice I saw people just shouting at other people who looked foreign – to go home.

To all those people who voted to get their country back – I am sorry – we seem to have mislaid it. Instead, we have imported the seeds of Nazi Germany.

Let’s all grow up a bit. Even while the politicians are backstabbing and playing chess with our lives – let’s show them we can do better.

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