Ever since ‘Brexit’ was first breathed,
there have been comparisons with Henry VIII’s break with Rome. At first
such comparisons seemed a bit far-fetched, for there are some big
differences between the Catholic Church and the EU, and between
Protestantism and zeal for Brexit. But now they seem uncannily apt.
For it looks as if we are embarking on an
almighty compromise, a monster muddle middle-way that will be decades
in the making. It was about thirty years after Henry’s break that his
daughter Elizabeth started stabilising things. Let’s hope we’re a bit
quicker to realise that we must lay aside our purism and channel the
Tudor spirit of compromise.
Now, like then, tidy-minded ideologues on
both sides scorn the very idea of a middle-muddle way. How can the
nation be expected to unite around a compromise? Surely the
alternatives, fully in or fully out, are far more attractive? What
logical coherence can a third way have? It’s the worst of both worlds!
To Reformation purists, it seemed sheer madness to seek a middle course
when the salvation of souls was at stake. It seems that most MPs are
similarly minded now: auditions for More and Tyndale are in full swing.
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