We are now four days into the glorious world of self-determination, where the United Kingdom walks tall in the world, where the economy is magically transformed into the powerhouse that the rest of the world envies and there is no need to spend any of the £350m additional weekly windfall on the health service as nobody gets sick, nobody needs support and the money tree is shaken regularly to bestow largesse on true-born Britons who can enslave foreigners in order to avoid such mundane tasks as wiping their backsides.
For those who have been sold the delusion, the way in which events have unfolded might be causing perhaps a slight inkling that their narcissism has not paid off. To put it mildly, they have been duped by a group of people whose ethics would be elevated if they had elevated themselves from the sewer to the gutter, and whose furious back-pedalling began almost before they had pinched themselves that they had pulled off one of the all-time national con-tricks.
If one didn't have a stake in it, it would almost be laughable. As it is, the tragedy continues to increase.
Irony is over-used these days. The Daily Express calls for the ennoblement of Nigel Farage, a shyster whose veneer of golf-club bore has been tainted beyond repair as he mainlined the ideological racism of Enoch Powell and Nick Griffin, which would be an ornament to the undemocratic Lords, and would reinforce that his only electoral success has been to be inserted under a proportional system to the European Parliament, and from which he will suck out money until such time as the UK consigns itself to the cesspit of history.
Meanwhile, the emergence of inside information around Labour's involvement in the Remain campaign makes it clear the extent to which its own divisions have not even been addressed. Granted that there was a centre-right regicidal mood before the referendum, where the membership foisted a leader who was unwanted by the Parliamentary party, but the lukewarm endorsements and sullen apathy of Corbyn throughout the campaign is becoming more central to the charge sheet.
In a time of national crisis, it was both immature and self-indulgent to avoid appearing on a platform with the Prime Minister, whose policy your party supported - it sent the message that Labour's ambiguity and apathy was more a matter of Islington parlour games than attempting to address concerns that led to what was in effect a national protest vote against the whole conduct of politics, contained within a campaign that was much more focused. To tell local campaigners in your own party not to address immigration in campaigning material, even with the more nuanced messages that Labour were seeking to put out, is nothing short of a dereliction of duty.
Meanwhile, the Tory Party continues regardless, laughing at the inability of the main opposition party to land blows on a weak, scrofulous government that has committed an act of national immolation in order to preserve itself to win a potentially-corrupt election victory last year. Johnson's supreme hubris may be his downfall - in refusing to attend Cameron's statement in the Commons, preferring to communicate only via the organ of the tax-avoiding Barclay brothers, and in that to issue a prospectus for government that resembles being a member of the EU with all of the burdens and none of the advantages. It will be fascinating to see how this goes down with the grassroots racists who are turning the streets into places of fear and hatred.
Beyond the Westminster bubble, the economy has not just turned it is collapsing. The scale of carnage in terms of asset values makes Black Wednesday and the 2008 Depression look like minor blips, and this comes at the expense of our pensions, our state-funded handouts to the banking sector and its parasites, and the long-term viability of the British economy. What a success. Still, with sterling collapsing the price of oil will go up, which will clearly freak them out, and holiday spending this year will be even more expensive. A price worth paying, clearly.
Meanwhile, Scotland's narrative becomes increasingly focused on what will happen post-independence. I will return to this at a later stage, as I am rapidly becoming convinced that the acts of collective suicide being committed are sufficient to justify a serious contemplation of separation. The real fear is that the unpicking of the Irish peace process will impact massively and unpredictably, but nobody in London wants to talk about this, as, with the entire toddler-driven mentality of the Leave campaign's dialogue, shamefully aided by Theresa Villiers, there is no plan at all about how to reassure all communities there that there is a plan.
Still, we should all learn to accept the result and shut up, according to such luminaries from the Leave campaign as are prepared to show at least one of their faces, such as the risible Hartley-Brewer. The response that this deserves involves sex, travel and death.
Whatever happens, it is our country too, and they have no right to complain when their foulnesses come back to haunt them and it is pointed out. We may need external forces to save us from the mire, and there are ways forward. It will be ironic that, having unleashed totally-predictable destruction, the choice for national salvation will have to lie with Parliament. The delusion of taking back power has been shown as a sham - the only way in which this can be asserted is by acting in the overall national interest. In a couple of months time, it will be clear what that is. My hunch, as an "expert" with a basic knowledge of history and economics, is that the crash is going to be painful and will rebound on those who have led us into this mess. And the temptation to crow may be irresistible.