Domestically, the Brexiters have now ditched access to the biggest market in the world right on their doorstep because they don't want a darkie or any Johnny foreigner as a neighbour. Immigration was the one issue that brought out the hidden face of the horrible Little Englander en masse and in turn the watching world was perturbed by its sighting. I wasn't. In fact I wasn't surprised at all.
Before the vote was taken I got an invitation to a barbecue in the garden of a family house next to a big pond, known locally as the gypsy swimming pool. At the gathering, pig on spit, there was another English guy in his 70s from Essex and we chatted about Thursday's 'In or Out' referendum. This man was a real die-hard Little Englander, unfortunately I know them well: shamelessly racist, national superiority complex, whole-heartedly anti-EU, whole-heartedly selfish. He came out with the bog standard reasons for leaving: they tell us how to grow our vegetables, we're flooded with immigrants, England for the English, look at what we've given the world, etc.
When I said all the immigration is payback for the sins of the great British empire that he's so proud of - the empire that plundered anything of value from nations Britain occupied militarily - he almost had a catatonic fit and after telling me that "they should always ask the pensioners, because we know about this" didn't speak to me again, thank god..
The result is utterly depressing and represents most of what I loathe about my homeland: small-minded, bigoted, arrogant, greedy and racist. But as the vote was broken down into who voted for what, it soon became clear that the majority of young British people (75%) did not want to leave, almost 100% of Scots and Irish didn't want to leave, but the aging and English fascists conquered all, and now they're celebrating by burning down mosques and abusing anyone non-English on the streets.
When Scotland goes independent, I'm off there.