Windmill or no windmill, he said, life would go on as it had always gone on

Windmill or no windmill, he said, life would go on as it had always gone on

Analogue Photography, Political / Social, Analogue, 5.32x5.32cm
The British identity stands at a crossroads, staring into the abyss. Struggling to determine itself in a post-colonial, globalised world. Nostalgia and a sense of powerlessness have led to a new era of nationalistic political narratives to prop up the British sensibility. But with the impending divorce from the European Union and the fragile British Union itself on the cusp on disintegrating, inevitably the material conditions highlight these narratives as the fictions they are. Relying on British courage, its honour, its greatness, its monarchy, its gentleman, its class, all begin to resemble a circus, distracting a Britain in denial. Under the current circumstance, instead of forging a new, more democratic and diminished role in the new geo-political climate, Brexit, Farage, Conservatives continue to propagate and construct a narrative that props up a disintegrating identity.

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