The narrative all morning has been about the somewhat surprising news that there is no plan. None, Nada, Nil, Nyet, Non, Nein, Nope etc .
The self-centred arrogant idiots that led us into the biggest crisis of economics and sovereignty faced by the UK since WW2 are all merrily fronting up to the major news outlets and cheerfully proclaiming that they don’t have a post-Brexit plan, never had one and, oh, by the way, the assurances about extra money and a reduction in the tide, nay hordes, of job-stealing and benefit grubbing immigrants are hollow.
As a friend observed and history has shown to be true: When a revolution happens, the revolutionaries are united by a single aim. Afterwards they tend to descend into disunity and chaos.
Oh, hooray. It is just the most breathtaking arrogance to engender this massive trauma and then stand around vacant-faced with shock when regular voters expect you to have, you know, considered a few post-vote scenarios.
You know it is bad and there has been a huge paradigm shift when George Osbourne becomes the voice of reason, common sense and stability.