As the Trump apocalypse becomes increasingly likely, this set of lines from Eminem's The Real Slim Shady keep running through my head:
I'm sick of you little girl and boy groups All you do is annoy me So I've been sent here to destroy you And there's a million of us just like me Who cuss like me, Who just don't give a fuck like me, Who dress like me Walk, talk and act like me, It just might be The next best thing
I have a number of friends and colleagues who work in London and whose living situations and livelihoods have just been severely threatened by the Brexit. Which was the point I guess. It's a shitty point though. Good luck to everyone; I hope your employers can find a way to keep you in your adopted home.