A bemused British electorate insists that they want facts, clarity about the consequences of the vote they are being asked to make in just over three weeks time.
The politicians consult their crystal balls; they do their best in their efforts to master the skills of divination and clairvoyance, finding not arcane alchemical formulae but dubious statistics. Then the imaginative soothsayers of both camps claim that only their conclusions are correct and that their opponents are misguided, deluded or downright malicious.
What a tawdry spectacle! How laughable it would be if there were not so much at stake. My sister reminds me that each of the vociferous spokespersons for each side might have been easily recognized for what they are by the Bard.
...a poor player that struts and frets his hour upon the stage
and then is heard no more. It is a tale
told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,