Brexit
Perhaps if we had talked about the purpose and the important history of the European Union before the political bodies began campaigning on empty promises, taglines, and the quick whims of modern rhetoric many of us would not be shaking our heads at the United Kingdom. Across the pond, many of us are again smacking our foreheads as the ill-informed population of our country begins to rally and jump on the bandwagon to this momentously stupid decision made by the majority of voters in the United Kingdom and our front runner to the GOP Presidential bid begins to politicize stupid once again.
The purpose of the European Union was not to make a singular state, but to save the people of Europe and indeed the world from yet another World War that had occurred twice in less than half a century to a population of individuals who had mastered weaponry to the point that it indeed threatened the survival of our species. The European Union was a means to end all wars in Europe by establishing an open communication between individual states, to broaden security, and seek out diplomacy before sinking the world into another World War. By marginalizing the inescapability of unity, making it sound as if the UK was not standing on their own two feet, let us remember where that got us before.
Why do we not learn from the past? Because we choose to ignore it and spin the present circumstances without looking back at the past. The Brexit is not a great day for Europe. Brexit is a day that Europe's security and the safety of the world are yet again destabilized by ignorance.
Thank you very much.
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