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Tuesday, 16 April 2019

Remembering Notre-Dame de Paris


Those of us fortunate enough to have visited Paris will all have our own memories of our first sight of its great cathedral of Notre-Dame as it was before yesterday's fire. My first visit was when I was twelve; my most recent was almost exactly two years ago, when these photos were taken. For me, and for many others I suspect, it is that external view of Notre Dame which is the most memorable, the structure rising like a great ship sailing majestically along the Seine.

Yet, it is not just the grandeur of the building but also the detail of its stonework which attracts the eye. The sculptures around the doorways, looking quite dour in these rainy day pictures, would have drawn the largely illiterate, congregation in, for they told the stories of their shared faith. In earlier times the colour and gold leaf with which much of the stonework was covered would have dazzled the eye.















Used as we are to the light and space of the great English cathedrals, the interiors of their continental equivalents can take a bit of getting used to. We forget that our own cathedrals were knocked around by Cromwell, losing their frescoes and statues. They would probably look quite empty nowadays to sixteenth century worshippers.

To my eyes, the baroque extravaganzas of southern German and Austrian churches appear quite alien, while French cathedrals can appear dark and cluttered. I was brought up on the cathedrals and minsters of Lincoln, York, Durham and Wells with their creamy white stone pillars and soaring arches. They are what I know and love. Yet, Notre-Dame has its sombre beauty too.

Like our own cathedrals, Notre-Dame has weathered a lot since its foundation, back in the twelfth century. It may be the national church now, but it was badly damaged during the Revolution representing as it did the status quo. It was used as a warehouse and its statues beheaded. Over the last few years, by all accounts, France has begrudged the funds which would have addressed the most pressing priorities for restoration, secured its future and - dare one say it - perhaps prevented yesterday's fire.

However, Notre-Dame is not just a building. It is difficult for those of us who are Protestant by upbringing to appreciate the significance of some of the artefacts which people risked their lives to save, the Crown of Thorns for example. However, it is what these relics mean to people that matters rather than their often dubious historical provenance. For me it is other aspects - the great roof, the organs, the mediaeval stained glass of its rose windows, the ancient painted wooden panels - which surely matter most. Astonishingly, many of these features have survived.

Terrible fires, earthquakes, floods and warfare are inevitably among the hazards which ancient buildings face. Structures rise and fall. York Minister, Coventry Cathedral, Windsor Castle have all experienced partial or total destruction. The Great Fire of London destroyed almost all of the mediaeval city, a horrifying experience for its inhabitants. The cities of Europe were devastated during the Second World War. Paris survived because France capitulated, thus saving its architectural treasures.

For this reason, the extent to which Paris and other French cities have retained their old buildings can seem remarkable to those familiar with the hodge podge of London, where ancient architecture often sits awkwardly beside more modern structures built on erstwhile bombsites. Dresden, Hamburg, Munich, Berlin, Hiroshima and Nagasaki: all experienced  deliberate destruction, their populations waking up - if they were lucky enough to do so - to see all their familiar landmarks and vistas destroyed.

German cities rebuilt most of their devastated architectural treasures. London did not. There is no way in which Britain could have funded restoration, or justified it given the needs of its people at the time. At the end of the day, the choice is always going to be between spending precious resources on the building itself or on the lives of the people who live in its shadow. The last time I saw Notre-Dame, an asylum seeker family were huddled by a nearby wall begging, in the pouring rain. When considering the 'value' of a national treasure like our great cathedrals, whether in Britain or France, we always need to also weigh against them the value of a human life. And not just human. I have also read a couple of articles over the last couple of days reflecting on the continuing extinction of other forms of life on our planet and our reluctance to support their survival.











Fortunately, no one lost his or her physical life in the Notre-Dame fire. This surely is the most important outcome. Yet, the psychological impact on the French people is clearly significant. For Parisians, for whom Notre-Dame has been a constant presence in the landscape, the fire is heartbreaking. The cathedral is a national symbol, more national perhaps than religious for the fiercely secular French.

Despite England's own glorious cathedrals, my feeling is that none of them, not even Westminster Abbey or St Paul's has the same status as a national symbol as Notre-Dame. The same is true of Scotland, whose rather more modest cathedrals have retained their status as religious rather than political or national monuments. If St Paul's, Westminster Abbey or St Giles burnt down, would the citizens of London or Edinburgh gather outside and sing? Somehow I doubt it.

Why is that? The historical, national or political symbolism of such buildings is not enough. It is the stunning location of Notre-Dame at the centre of the city, on an island, which is so striking. The combination of all the architectural elements of the cathedral takes one's breath away: the way the church rises from the river, the two solid towers with the delicate spire behind, and the leaping buttresses holding it altogether.

The photograph at the beginning of this post and the one below were taken within a day of each other.  Of the two I prefer the one below. Against the rain-filled clouds, the cathedral stands solid, a determined presence. It looks as if it will be there forever.


As we now know, one should never presume to attach a word like 'forever' to a monument like Notre-Dame. Buildings only last if we make determined efforts to ensure their survival. The French will probably try a little bit harder today and tomorrow than they did the day before yesterday. And in Britain too, clerks of works and facilities managers will be having sleepless nights thinking of the risks attached to the monuments for which they are responsible.

If we want national symbols, we need to pay for and nurture them, while also considering their cost in human lives. Permanence cannot be presumed.





Friday, 12 April 2019

Rwanda, Tewkesbury and life going on

The last few months have been horrible for many different people in many different places across the world. That is a truism, a banal cliche about life, but the point about truisms is that they are true. War, man-made disaster and murderous violence: such actions and events seem to typify our century.

In Britain, our horror, indeed our humiliation, stems from Brexit. Racism, xenophobia and post-colonial arrogance have always been part of our country's secret psyche, but now this shameful legacy is openly given oral and sometimes physical expression by insular elitists and parochial pub bores. Immigrants to our country, people who contribute immensely to its life, its services and its culture, are now often afraid to speak their own languages in the street. Their children are bullied in the playground while teachers struggle to counteract the poisonous prejudice deliberately nurtured in families and communities by our popular press. Our country's other inheritance - that of democratic expression, free speech and tolerance - can sometimes seem woefully inadequate to the challenge of combating what has now become normal.

While our own country, the disunited United Kingdom, tears itself apart in the process of sundering itself from its European friends and neighbours, while we fear potential violence from our right-wing mobs, while Brexit has already resulted in the murder of one highly respected MP and the near-murder of another, we are, nevertheless, currently, just about holding it together.

However, as the terrorist attack at Christchurch has shown, horror can descend on its victims unpredicted except in retrospect. The racism endemic in neighbouring Australia contaminated the apparently safe and stable country of New Zealand. As a result, scores of Muslims were massacred at prayer in the very place where they should have been most secure, their mosque.

At the other side of the world, the horror of Syria has continued, with the suffering inflicted on ordinary families by Isis and other players in the conflict now also being experienced in turn by the perpetrators and their families. Black-clad women carry and drag their wailing children out of ruined cities and across the desert, experiencing themselves the misery they once imposed on others. We Europeans look on or turn away, depending on our dispositions, feeling unable to help and able only to despair.

In an entirely different set of events, huge areas of southern Africa have been flooded, destroying the homes and livelihoods of those who were already living on the margins, victims of climate change for which they themselves have not been responsible. The African floods were not an 'act of God', were not part of the natural order. They were a direct result of the unwillingness of the rich and selfish west to control its consumption and its waste of global resources.

Today is one hundred years since British soldiers, unprovoked, massacred almost a thousand Indians - men, women and children - at Amritsar. We have never apologised. Despite such horrors, a vocal section of our society still persists in claiming the Empire as a great achievement. The other day, I heard someone on the media claim that the word 'Great' attached to the word 'Britain' was an acknowledgement of our superior international status. The word 'Great' is simply a geographical description for a group of islands.

Yet countries can experience, weather and recover from even more terrible events than those described so far. This week marked the twenty fifth anniversary of the Rwandan massacre: untold thousands slaughtered in the most horrible ways by their friends, neighbours and even family members. One of the worst aspects of the horror was the active involvement of avowed Christians. Rwanda, like its neighbouring countries, perceives itself, and is perceived as a majority Christian country.  Tutsis and Hutus who tried to protect their neighbours took refuge in churches but were betrayed by priests, pastors, nuns and congregations who led the murderers to these sanctuaries and enthusiastically joined in the slaughter themselves. Those taking refuge were stabbed to death and burnt alive. There was no mercy even for children and babies. And before you start responding that this was a uniquely 'African' reaction, remember that very similar events happened in France during the Second World War, and were enacted by middle Europeans against their Jewish neighbours.

Yet, despite the horrible deaths of one tenth of its population, Rwanda has succeeded in remaking itself. This week we have seen acts of national remembrance and the institution of a hundred days of mourning, one for each day of the massacre. Neighbours have made peace with neighbours. Whatever you may think of the political life of contemporary Rwanda, none of us can deny the impressive acts of leadership and determined national will which have brought about reconciliation. Rwanda shows us that it is possible to leave hatred behind.

It would be wrong to think such horrors are peculiarly modern or are purely the result of 'mechanised' warfare. Millions died during the Thirty Years' War and in England's own Civil War, which affected Scotland, Wales and, most terribly, Ireland, as well as virtually every community in England. While there are stories of heroism during times of plague, such as in Eyam in Derbyshire, there are also stories of betrayal and abandonment. Yet, somehow, through a mixture of pragmatism and stoicism, communities survive and rebuild themselves, though sometimes it is difficult to understand how. This human phenomenon does, however, give us some hope for our own uniquely troubled era. As the cliche goes, 'this too will pass'.

We recently visited Tewkesbury, a rural market town in Gloucestershire. Over the centuries, its small community has seen its share of conflict, like most small towns caught up in great events. Tewkesbury's abbey had weathered various practical difficulties since its foundation in the 7th century. Destroyed a century later by the Danes, it was reconstructed in 1087. At various times its tower collapsed and its windows blew in. It was flooded in 1760 and then again in 2007 - you may recall the famous picture of Tewkesbury Abbey as an island, rising above the surrounding flood waters.













The abbey remains a splendid ecclesiastical structure, similar to a cathedral in size and quality of workmanship, with glorious soaring arches and splendid wooden roofs and ceilings. Its seven lovely stained glass windows, added in the 14th century, remain among the most impressive in Europe.













The abbey and its congregation, however, had to face horror in 1471, when the surrounding marshlands became the battlefield for one of the most significant conflicts in the Wars of the Roses. At the end of the battle, a number of Lancastrian nobles and knights took refuge in the abbey. Traditionally, churches have been treated as places of sanctuary. The Yorkists, however, dragged these men out of the abbey and slaughtered them. This violating of church grounds roused such horror, that the abbey church had to be purified and reconsecrated. And then life went on.













When Henry VIII ordered the Dissolution of the Monasteries, the abbey church survived. Instead of fighting against the inevitable, the prior and his monks accepted positions as Protestant Bishop and Canons of the new diocese of Gloucester. The parishioners, anxious for their abbey church to survive, even after the monastic buildings and Lady Chapel were quarried for use as building materials, took matters into their own hands. They bought the building for £453, the value of its bells and lead roof which would otherwise have been melted down and sold. The pragmatism of both clergy and people ensured that religious practice went on within the abbey church if not as before, at least in a manner which continued to provide the familiar structure for daily life. People got on with their lives.













And so it continues to this day. Worship uses more or less the same familiar orders of service. The church has been cared for and sensitively embellished, for example with two recent outstanding examples of modern stained glass. It focuses its service to the community on the nurturing of healing and reconciliation. One feels that it will have its work cut out during these Brexit years.

When I visit a church such as Tewkesbury Abbey, an old parish church which has served its community in one form or another over centuries, I am always brought back to those words of Philip Larkin in his poem Church Going:

A serious house on serious earth it is 
In whose blent air all our compulsions meet 
Are recognised and robed as destinies.


Whatever happens to Britain over the next year or so, life will continue. But, as Larkin said, our compulsions become our destinies. There could be no better motto for Brexit than these words.

Britain is at a crossroads. It has a choice. It can continue to tear itself apart, to characterise itself through inward-looking nationalism, to shun sections of its own communities, to separate itself from the European heartland from which its own population - Saxons and Jutes, Norman French and Danes - once came, bringing their languages with them.

Or Britain can remake itself. It can cleanse itself of bigotry and insularity. It can move beyond its sentimental and fictionalised reworking of the Second World War as its abiding myth. It can accept that its domination of other countries has not always been just, fair or right. It can recognise the aridness and deprivation of its poorer communities and the bloated self-satisfaction of its increasingly wealthy elite, with their tax avoidance and ignorance of the country whose name is on their passports.

Through its recent actions, the European Union has given Britain the opportunity to 're-consecrate' itself, remake itself and move on to a more positive and inclusive future. We have a chance to leave our past behind and get on with life. Let's take it.






Friday, 29 March 2019

Thursday, 28 March 2019

Reflections from the Borderlands is the name of my new blog, about life in the borderland between Scotland and England. And here is the first post: What should we do with Dunbar's dead?


Where to find this blog in the future

As Google+ is being discontinued, this blog on Edinburgh and my new one Reflections from the Borderlands can be reached from Blogger (blogspot.com or blogspot.co.uk) and from theritchiesinedinburgh.com


Tuesday, 26 February 2019

Who belongs in Brexit Britain?

Sullen, defensive teenagers: don't we sometimes want to wring their necks?

There on our screens was Shamima Begum, separated from normal British society for so long that she appeared oblivious to the possible impact her TV appearance might have on her erstwhile countrymen and women. A half-decent lawyer would have recommended saying as little as possible and providing the cameras with a few tears and some convincing grovelling. Instead of contrition, we got a metaphorical shrug of the shoulders at the image of a dead head in a bucket and a reluctance to condemn the Isis fighters she had just left behind.

Who knows what was behind her poor self-presentation? Immaturity? A lack of media savoir-faire? A flinty compassionless heart? How would we know? We are in our safe European homes, thousands of miles away from Begum's Syrian refugee camp. We see her sitting in a hard upright interview chair, not lying sleepless at night.

Who knows, perhaps she was stunned and disorientated, grieving for her two dead infants, hot and uncomfortable in the late stages of pregnancy then sore from recent childbirth, humiliated, lonely, traumatised and defiant.

Or, perhaps she is just not a very nice person and never has been.

She was 15 when she left Britain: too young to vote, to marry, to drink alcohol, to buy a house, but young enough to be groomed - in Britain, in our country, not abroad. It was our country which failed to protect her, both online and at our borders, yet now deems her quite old enough to be treated as fully responsible for a stupid but apparently irrevocable adolescent decision.

Who knows what Begum is like as a young woman? What we see is what the media want us to see. The TV interviewer seemed fair, but the popular press, as usual, have made their own interpretation.

Does it matter how 'nice' she is? British citizenship is not granted on the basis of 'niceness'. How many of us 65 million Britons are consistently pleasant, generous and empathetic?

Indeed, 'granted' is the wrong word. Begum's citizenship didn't need to be granted: like most of us, she was born with it. It is her right.

Begum may have done some terrible deeds, may have stood by while terrible deeds were done to others, may have applauded terrible deeds. We do not know. No one can know until the authorities have done their work - questioned her, checked out her story and tried her in court if that is deemed appropriate. However, if she is refused re-entry to this country - her country - no one will ever know the extent of her misdeeds - or, indeed, her exploitation by others. Worse, no justice can be served.

Instead, the Home Secretary has made a precipitous decision to withdraw her citizenship and attempt to send her to Bangladesh, a country in which she has never lived and of which she is not a citizen. Was it personal leadership ambition and a desire to ingratiate himself with the far right of his party and our country's judgemental and self-righteous populace? Is he as Home Secretary pandering to the baying right-wing readers of our four nastiest newspapers: The Telegraph, The Express, The Mail and The Sun?

There is something odd about a British politician whose own family came as immigrants from one ex-British colony, Pakistan, trying to force another ex-colony to carry out the will of their shared colonial master. Why should Bangladesh have to deal with Britain's inconvenient problems?

At the least, Begum should be heard before decisions are made about her future. Making her stateless is illegal under international law. Britain has an internationally respected process for re-educating and re-integrating radicalised members of its society.

The case of Shamima Begum is just one of the residency stories in the press these days, and a relatively unusual one, though hundreds of so-called 'jihadi brides' are potentially waiting in the wings, or so the popular press would have us believe.

Less dramatic are the residency stories of thousands of blameless EU and other citizens, forced to apply for 'settled status' in order to remain in the houses they have bought and with the families to which they belong and the children to which they have given birth.

Dual nationality, once desirable, is now being used as a mechanism for expulsion. Theresa May's  hostile environment has caused this. Brexit has caused this. Not caused the racism itself, of course. Sections of British society have always been racist.

Recent legislation on Equality and Human Rights has made overt articulation of racism and prejudice illegal. I used to think that this would put a stop to it. If people couldn't say racist things as they did throughout the 50s, 60s and 70s, they would stop being racist and thinking racist thoughts - or so I believed, and no doubt others like me.

It hasn't worked out like that, however. The racism went underground. People no doubt thought their racist thoughts but kept them to themselves. Brexit Britain has now given its citizens carte blanche to think and do the unthinkable and undoable. Britain has become a country which breaks up families, which goes back on its word, which thinks the worst of people, even those who have devoted their life's work to supporting our society and caring for our most vulnerable.

Oh but, of course, as with Shamima Begum, it is all about British 'values'. What are these much vaunted values?

According to the Government's Prevent strategy of 2011 these values are: “democracy, rule of law, equality of opportunity, freedom of speech and the rights of all men and women to live free from persecution of any kind."
The 2018 version of the CONTEST (counter terrorism) strategy codified the list as:
  • the rule of law
  • individual liberty
  • democracy
  • mutual respect, tolerance and understanding of different faiths and beliefs

We all know, however, that the Leave campaign did not promote any of these values. It showed columns of Syrian refugees - nothing to do with the vote to leave the EU - queuing at a border which wasn't even in Britain. It threatened British people with the fear of being 'swamped' by 70 million Turks wanting to join the EU - all lies of course. 

But, say many Leavers, 'we are not racist. We wanted to leave for other reasons.' 

That self-justification is empty. Anyone who voted leave, even if they did it because they didn't like straight bananas, knew that the fundamental principle of Brexit was racist and Islamophobic. Brexit was based on the idea of British exceptionalism, on the idea that the British were a 'special' case, that Brexit was about keeping other people out, about building barriers, walls and fences. If you as a voter 'went along with' racism, even if it was just in order to avoid applying health and safety regulations, to assert your right to make our beaches filthy or deny maternity benefits to young mothers, you are still a fellow traveller with racists. Immediately the result of the referendum was announced, immigrants were attacked and told to go home, mosques burnt in Leith and Bishopbriggs. It happened in Edinburgh. It happened in the West of Scotland.  It happened in the East Midlands. It happened across Britain. It is still happening today.

The change in atmosphere was quite deliberate and was instigated at the very top of our government even before the Brexit days. Intolerance was, and remains, a government policy introduced and nurtured by our Home Secretary at the time, Theresa May, and now continued by Sajid Javid, her eventual replacement. Intolerance has affected our most vulnerable immigrants: refugees and asylum seekers. It now affects even our apparently most socially acceptable foreign workers: doctors, nurses, workers in social care.

The whole context of immigration and citizenship has changed. As a British citizen who was born abroad, I was very angry to be told I had to provide evidence of the date at which I entered the country when I wanted to change the address on my driving licence, something I have never been asked to do before. Like my two brothers I had two parents who were British citizens and was a British citizen at birth. Yet, I am the only one of us three who has to prove it. Tracking one's movements as a toddler is very difficult. The ships have been decommissioned, the passenger lists lost, the parental passport on which one originally gained entry long since mislaid. Frustrating for someone like me - middle class, educated, using Received Pronunciation, professional. Virtually impossible for many others, particularly those with weaker language skills and less confidence and awareness of how things work. The treatment of our Caribbean compatriots, the Windrush generation, is evidence of the harshness and lack of compassion too often typical of Britain in the past and Britain today. Policies are promoted from the top and enacted by civil servants operating at the most basic levels.

Other countries have been down this road before: first making life uncomfortable for particular groups (Jews, homosexuals, communists), then introducing laws enabling people to be expelled and finally introducing a Final Solution. One of the reasons I am outspoken on Facebook and write what I do in my blog is that I will not be cowed or bullied by awareness of digital data gathering.

In this atmosphere of insularity, blame and finger-pointing, it is hardly surprising that few people will give a sulky 19-year-old a fair hearing. Our self-appointed and self-righteous moral guardians, our half-educated tabloid readers pronounce their obiter dicta: they know who doesn't belong in Britain: it's people like Begum, an impressionable British school girl; it's people who wear flowing robes, who speak other languages in the street, who have unconventional family histories. 

Who belongs in Britain? In time, it may not be people like me. It might not even be people like you. 


Wednesday, 20 February 2019

Brexit: a failure of education?

The other day, I was at an evening gathering with friends, all educated, well-travelled and well-read - as one would expect in one of the more favoured areas of Edinburgh. Oh, and also all politically liberal, and all to the last woman, strongly anti-Brexit.

We had finished the business of the meeting and were chatting generally about this and that. Inevitably, the discussion meandered onto Brexit. We were all horrified by how things were going, in particular by the failures in political leadership and the unpleasant tone of much of the public discourse. We thoroughly disliked the illogicality of many of the views expressed, and the insults cast at our European friends and neighbours. So much, so expected.

And then one of those present said, 'It's all the fault of the English.' 60 million people, every single one, damned in two seconds.

Deep breath. How should I react?

It's odd. If she had said something like, 'It's all the fault of the Pakistanis' or named some other ethnic, religious or national grouping, such a sweeping statement, covering all members of a particular body of people, would have been quite obviously unacceptable. However, not if it is said about the English.

It reminded me of Alan Cumming's words, just after the referendum result was announced: 'Stupid. English. People.'

And more recently, in fact this weekend, Fidelma Cook whose Herald article about the impact of Brexit on British people living abroad, was very moving, included the sentence: 'The unbelievable self-immolation of the United Kingdom by its English overlords was actually going to happen'. Sadly it was an extract from these words which the Herald decided to use as the headline, thus feeding straight into anti-English prejudice, despite the fact that two of the main architects of Brexit - Michael Gove and Liam Fox - are actually Scottish. I'm not even going to bother deconstructing the puerile term 'overlords' used of a democratically elected Parliament.

What is quite disappointing is that a few minutes of self-education would have elicited the following information.
  • More than 13 million English people voted Remain, 47% of the English electorate - a not inconsiderable number, or proportion.
  • All the traditional English cities, apart from Birmingham and the new metropolitan areas, voted Remain, including Greater London, Bristol, Liverpool, Manchester, Brighton, Leicester, Newcastle, York, Cambridge, Norwich, St Albans, Stockport, Brighton, Oxford, Reading, Tunbridge Wells, Winchester, Bath, Cheltenham, Exeter, Warwick, Harrogate and Leeds, together with several of their satellite towns.
  • The only Scottish city appearing in the top ten Remain voting areas was Edinburgh, at 10th.
  • The narrowest margin of victory for any of the UK voting areas was Moray in Scotland, which voted by just 122 votes or 0.25% margin in favour of Remain. Banff and Buchan as a whole voted 54% Leave, with Peterhead voting 61% Leave. Lossiemouth, parts of Shetland and parts of the Western Isles also voted Leave. Resentment at the EU's regulations to promote sustainable fishing explains, but does not excuse, this voting pattern.
It may look from maps reflecting the referendum results that huge swathes of England voted Leave. That is because the 'colouring in' does not reflect the relative density of urban and rural areas. However, it is much easier to make sweeping criticisms of the population of an entire country than to do a bit of unpicking, and to educate oneself about the detail of the headline results.

Now, in many respects, this is all history now. We should be concerning ourselves with the immediate and long-term future, after March 29th and well beyond, rather than what happened in 2016. However, in many other respects it does matter. The data listed above are evidence of the divisiveness of Brexit: how can people in Scotland assume that English voters are monolithic in their opposition to EU membership? After all, they aren't monolithic in party political terms and the Scots themselves are not monolithic in their support for the EU.

A different selection of data could just as easily have provided evidence of the dislocation of society as a whole across the UK. Those of us who are fervent internationalists may sometimes feel - or, worse, express - impatience, frustration or even scorn for what we privately may regard as the benighted Leave voters of East Anglia, Wales, Cornwall, the North East and West Midlands. Consequently, whenever I find myself shaking with rage at the latest Brexit idiocy, I go and read my Twitter feed, in particular Jess Phillips, the impressive Remain-voting Labour MP for a Leave-voting Birmingham constituency. She cannot have her troubles to seek yet she demonstrates an understanding and respect for the views of her constituents which we should all emulate, me especially.

As Phillips has pointed out on many an occasion, people voted Leave for a reason. Unfortunately, for some people that reason was resentment of foreigners, in Scotland as well as England, as a report by John Curtice shortly after the referendum showed. Immigrants cannot win. They are blamed for taking people's jobs and simultaneously blamed for claiming benefits - which very few of them do. In fact, they more than pay their way, their taxes supporting public services for the indigenous population. This information is freely available. Recent surveys have found that anti-immigrant views have now fallen from well over half the population to about 16%, perhaps in recognition of essential services which immigrants carry out. We have to hope that the boorish and racist marchers and harassers of Remain MPs and others whom we see on our screens, are drawn from that 16%.

Many people voted Leave because of the poverty and urban devastation around them, much of it caused by austerity measures and the introduction of universal credit. These are Tory policies for which many people across the whole of the UK voted. Instead of blaming the Tories, however, people have blamed the EU, despite the fact that the European Social Fund and other EU resources have benefited poorer areas of our country significantly.

Another reason for supporting Brexit is said to be a desire to regain 'sovereignty', a concept which none of the people whom TV crews stop on the street seem capable of defining or exemplifying - not that they are ever asked to do so. 'We want our country back!' they shout. The objection seems to be that EU legislation is passed in Brussels, ignoring the fact that it also has to be debated and voted on here. Britain has secured many 'opt outs' from European legislation. The so-called 'unelected bureaucrats' are civil servants, just as in our own country where we have never elected civil servants. Do we assume that all these angry people have read the various treaties and supporting documents under which the EU was set up? I doubt it.

Unforgiveably, people who had most to lose from a decision to Leave were influenced by those who would lose very little. Rich men with investments overseas and comfortably-off Shire Tories with no knowledge of or interest in the devastated communities in the Midlands and North have been quite happy to focus only on what they judge to be best for them.

As time has passed and the government has repeatedly failed to find a way through the quagmire, our Prime Minister has been reduced to repeating the infuriating mantra that she must deliver 'the will of the people'. Who are 'the people'? The 52% who voted to Leave? Theresa May, her Ministers, the insufferable European Research Group and sections of the Labour Party seem to be quite unconcerned about the views and futures of the 48%. They treat 52% as if it were 100% - an elementary statistical error. They are prepared to sacrifice the wellbeing of the whole nation to a 2% difference in voting preference.

Hoi polloi in the streets exclaim, 'Just leave!', embracing self destruction beyond their imagination.  How has it come to this?

Is it an issue of age? Have older people got less to lose? Well, certainly, more older people support Leave than younger people. However, it is not straightforward. Supporting Leave correlates with the level of education reached, rather than just age. The higher the qualifications, the greater likelihood of supporting Remain. Less well-educated people, younger as well as older, support Leave. Similarly with social class and financial prosperity.

To fully appreciate the consequences of leaving the EU, particularly without a deal, you need a good level of understanding of a range of salient arguments backed up by extensive economic and other data. You also need to be able to distinguish between accurate and reliable information and disinformation, propaganda and lies. To govern by referendum requires a voting population with a high level of education and open access to unbiassed high quality information.

We are a representative Parliamentary democracy. The Swiss, however, make national decisions by holding referenda. Even then, they repeat referenda as necessary, a prospect which drives some British Leave supporters frantic. In 1959, the Swiss held a referendum which denied the vote to women. In 1971, they repeated the referendum and women now have the vote. The Swiss did not regard the results of a single referendum as unassailable, one that should stand for all time.

Have we provided appropriate education for people to make such a complex decision as membership or otherwise of the EU, with all the factors that are involved? Distilling complexity into simplistic binary options makes the decision particularly difficult.

So what about education and its possible impact on people's attitudes and views?

The school leaving age was only raised to 16 in 1972. In England, secondary modern schools - attended by 80-90% of the school population, depending on locality - had a restricted curriculum which did not make provision for certificated courses until the first CSE exams were introduced in 1965. During the 1960s, only 2% of the children of manual workers went to university, a result of restricted access to grammar schools.

Current 60-90 year-olds went through this system - better than their own parents had experienced, but nothing like as effective, wide-reaching or challenging as education today. Of course, some older people improved their educational levels and career opportunities through evening classes, vocational courses, trades union activity and the Open University (founded by the Labour Party in 1969). However, for financial, domestic or other reasons, many others did not have the chance to make good the limitations of their school education.

However, younger people may also have lacked an education relevant to the political decisions we have all been expected to make. In Scotland, school students may have had limited access to the social sciences, often being expected to select between them during their early secondary years. While schools may teach about the European Union, it may not be to all students, or not at an appropriate stage in their lives. Media studies, a crucial area of critical learning with particular relevance to current political discourse and methods of persuasion, may be absent from most students' curricula.

Nevertheless, within their broader activities, schools make pretty good efforts at nurturing inclusive tolerant attitudes, through planned activities and the ethos they  promote. It can be difficult, however, for them to combat or compensate for the attitudes and views prevalent in some families and communities. Furthermore, schools cannot be expected to take responsibility for what happens to their students in their future lives. Education does not end once schooling is over.

Learning through life experiences is all very well, as long as those experiences are stimulating and broaden the mind. Not all life experiences are like that, particularly if lack of education and low income have held you back. Travelling abroad and interacting with local people should have a positive impact on attitudes and behaviour. Sadly, the British have tended to take their own language, culture and even food to the over-developed resorts of the Mediterranean and the valleys of rural France. Many of them live in English-speaking enclaves, rarely interacting with the local population, some so unaware of the potential impact of Brexit on their lives, that they even voted Leave.

Education continues throughout life by a range of means - reading newspapers, watching television and going online. However, we need to be able to trust that the information provided through these media is reliable and that the organisations themselves take their public service duties seriously.

Sadly, that has not been the case. While Britain still has some excellent print and broadcast media, these may not be accessed by most of the population. The BBC, the main platform for delivery of news and comment, has failed to hold government politicians adequately to account or to challenge blatant lies. The more that prominent, amusing and articulate people get away with lying, the more brazen their lies become and the more likely that the gullible will swallow them. Ordinary people no longer expect honesty from politicians, despite the fundamental decency of most of them. We all know who the culprits are.

Worse, the BBC has provided a public platform for divisive demagogues like Nigel Farage. Overuse of vox pop approaches during which poorly educated people pontificate about matters about which they know very little has resulted in biased and ill-informed opinions going unchallenged. Programmes like Question Time and Today on which politicians and expert public figures are able to explain policy and point to areas of disagreement based on evidence, have become bear pits where what matters is the adrenalin rush provided by insult, sneering and attack.

The BBC mission is 'to enrich people's lives with programmes and services that inform, educate and entertain.' Reality TV and quiz shows have, however, overtaken many of the channels provided by all the TV providers. Yes, they can be escapist fun, and we all need that occasionally. However, sometimes people also need to be given what they need as well as what they want, paternalistic though this may sound. Lord Reith must be turning in his grave.

Unashamed anti-intellectualism has been the hallmark of Brexit debates. "I think that the people of this country have had enough of experts from organisations with acronyms...,' Michael Gove brazenly asserted. It is hardly surprising that people voted as they did and audiences shout their ignorance at panels across the TV studios.

Sadly, much of the popular press has whipped up prejudice against particular social groups: 'benefit cheats', immigrants, 'medical tourists'. The formula is always the same: the semi-fictitious personal story of some outlier in the issue, followed by dubious statistics often subsequently proved to be inaccurate, misrepresented or wrongly analysed. Rarely is an apology published and by then the damage has already been done. 

Editors of such newspapers have enormous power. Successive prime ministers have feared the bullying of Rupert Murdoch. The Daily Mail reflects the views and promotes the prejudices of only adequately educated white middle-class conservatives. The average age of its readers is 58, and with The Mail on Sunday, is the most commonly read news title for over 65 year olds. Paul Dacre, until recently the editor of the Daily Mail, is widely considered to have won the EU Referendum for Leave, with its emphasis on British exceptionalism and circulation of brazen lies about the EU. While the owner, Lord Rothermere, replaced Paul Dacre with Remain-supporting George Greig, he took action only after the referendum result. In 2017,Wikipedia banned the use of the Daily Mail within references as it was an 'unreliable source'. The editors asked for volunteers to review about 12,000 links to the Daily Mail already on Wikipedia and to replace them with alternative sources wherever possible.

We do need a trustworthy popular press, which recognises its responsibility for our education. The proportion of people reading print as opposed to accessing news online is falling. Not everyone is going to read The Guardian or The Independent, and social media sources, though popular, are largely unregulated. Nevertheless, we all need to learn and be educated about the matters of the day, otherwise, how can we choose sensibly our country's future direction? 

We are the world's sixth richest economy. We are ostensibly one of the most educated people on earth. However, what we can see in Brexit is a failure of education.




News consumption in the UK 2018, Ofcom

Reuters Institute Digital News Report 2017