I’m signal-boosting this for all the Brits who are friends with me, or might be following me on Facebook.
In 2012 I was given a Chevening Scholarship by the Foreign & Commonwealth Office to do my Masters in Cardiff, Wales. After that I lived for a short time in Scotland. My wedding was in Scotland, and I consider it my second home because it’s where my in-laws are.
In all that time I was privileged to meet lovely people, and made to feel welcome and included in the country. The government, particularly now-PM Theresa May’s Home Office, was a different story, but my daily experience in the United Kingdom was more than enough to assure me that the austerity-led, anti-immigration streak of the Tory government did *not* define the country.
I still believe this, Brexit or not. I still believe in the wonderful Brits I met and befriended, the kind, prone-to-exaggeration Welsh and the stubborn bastard Scots. The British people I know are not people who agree with bigotry, hate, prejudice and discrimination. The British people I know are not people who will pander to a self-centred, misogynistic kleptocrat who willingly hands power over to white supremacists. (They are far more likely to want to tell him to “get tae fuck”, although many might be far too polite to actually go through with it.)
As the leader of these people, the British government should not be palling around with Donald Trump. He can visit the UK if he wants as the head of state of the US, but he doesn’t deserve the honour of a state visit.