Back From Hell! Theresa May Returns Home DEFEATED From Brexit Negotiations With EU

It is interesting how quickly the word "hell", as opposed to "paradise", entered the lexicon of EU politicians. President of the European Commission Jean-Claude Juncker said that his place of work in Brussels has turned into "hell".

It is interesting how quickly the word "hell", as opposed to "paradise", entered the lexicon of EU politicians. President of the European Commission Jean-Claude Juncker said that his place of work in Brussels has turned into "hell".

It's due to the disagreements accumulated within the EU. Prior to that, President of the European Council Donald Tusk wondered how the place in hell prepared for the authors of the Brexit looks like. Those words literally blew up the tender British press. Andrea Leadsom, the leader of the majority in the parliament and a Brexit activist demanded an apology from Tusk. Tusk refused. Then the spokesman of the right-wing Democratic Unionist Party called him a "euromaniac".

 

Sammy Wilson, Spokesman of the Democratic Unionist Party: "This euromaniac is doing his best to keep the UK bound by the chains of EU bureaucracy and control It is Tusk and his EU arrogant negotiators who have fanned the flames of fear in an attempt to try and overturn the result of the referendum".

One thing leads to another. MEP for the UK Nigel Farage wrote the following about Tusk: "After Brexit, we will be free of unelected, arrogant bullies like you and run our own country".

Actually, this was the prelude to Theresa May's visit to Brussels taken place on Tuesday. She was dressed almost in mourning clothes. All that was missing was a black hat and a black veil to shade her tears. Speaking of the rest, where are those legendary leopard print shoes, which May herself calls "political icebreakers for difficult negotiations"? They're abandoned. Now, these are black unassuming pumps on a chaste heel. It looks like she put them on for an important exam not to annoy the professor. Jean-Claude Juncker was a professor there. However, he wasn't even a professor, but a polite executioner.

Standing in front of the flags for an official photo, Theresa May who was going to the doomed negotiations, as if to the slaughter, even forgot about the obligatory handshake. But the polite executioner extended his hand to her as if reminding about some sporting rules when rivals do it before the meeting. As if saying Even if I'm an executioner, let's shake hands, we will have to interact now. They did.

Afterward, the execution was short, although it was politically deadly to Theresa May. She returned to London empty-handed, dreaming about a sip of Penderyn — Whisky from Wales. Theresa May once confessed that it's that whiskey that consoled her during the series of defeats at the Brexit distance. That's a good choice. At least, it's politically correct. After all, whiskeys from Scotland and even more from Ireland are too fiery. They remind of work because these geographical associations are too painful against the background of the exit from the EU.

Britain itself may fall apart after that.