Politico reported the other day that the French European affairs minister, Nathalie Loiseau, had named her cat "Brexit." Loiseau told the Journal du Dimanche that she chose the name because "he wakes me up every morning meowing to death because he wants to go out, and then when I open the door he stays in the middle, undecided, and then gives me evil looks when I put him out."
If you can't take a joke you shouldn't come to London right now, because political farce is everywhere. In truth, though, it's not very funny. It's actually tragic. What we're seeing is a country that's determined to commit economic suicide but can't even agree on how to kill itself. It is an epic failure of political leadership.