The original purpose of the Brexit vote was to stop, once and for all, the anti-EU faction of the Conservative Party from undermining their party leader, then Prime Minister David Cameron, by demonstrating clearly and unequivocally the well known fact that most British citizens wanted to remain in the European Union.
That was the vote's sole reason for existing at all. It was never a referendum, in the legal sense. It was a non-binding plebiscite, which the UK government had every right to disregard if it saw fit. It was expected by all that the 'remain' vote would be a clear majority, and as a result no thought was given, by anyone, to what the actual 'leave' option might entail.
As a means to the end of shoring up internal support in the Conservative Party for Prime Minister Cameron, it ranks as one of history's worst miscalculations since Archduke Ferdinand decided to boost the waning popularity of the double monarchy by making a quick public relations trip to Sarajevo in 1914.
The British people delivered a resounding "We have no fucking idea!" with an almost exactly even split on the question, with 'leave' getting just a tiny margin ahead (the margin was so small, that had it not rained in London that afternoon, depressing turnout in the capital, 'remain' would probably have won).
Having gotten the wrong result, Cameron decided that rather than say "Well it was a non-binding vote, so we will remain anyway', he would instead run away and leave everyone else to clean up his mess. The tabloid press went into patriotic and democratic overdrive, declaring that the People had Spoken, and that Leave was the ONLY possible response to the vote. The shattered Conservative Party put a staunch 'remain' supporter in as the new leader, and she instantly switched sides, in fear of the press and the mob, and declared that Brexit MUST now happen, and would somebody like to find out what it actually means please.
That nobody, even two years after the vote, knows what the winning choice actually means or even implies, makes a mockery of the idea that the vote was in any way democratic. But the politicians on both sides of British politics seem to have decided that totally and royally fucking over the entire nation forever is better than actually standing up for democracy by offering the people a final say on the actual deal, once it is known what the fuck it is that people are voting for.
Two years ago, Brexit supporters were talking about having large sums of cash to spend on the NHS, and a bright new future for Britain and her people just as soon as the EU was given the boot. Today, the same people continue to support Brexit with claims such as 'We probably won't run out of food', and 'Most people should still be able to get essential medications', and 'well, we survived WWII, so we can survive Brexit'.
Of course, lots of Britons didn't survive WWII. And if you had asked them to vote, they likely would have preferred not to have a war, with bombs dropping on their cities and severe food rationing for over a decade. But it was forced upon them by the actions of the Axis powers, so poor Britain just had to survive. Brexit, on the other hand, is not being forced on Britain by some external power (unless Rupert Murdoch qualifies as such). It's a national madness, which could be stopped at any time if anyone in a position of power were to just for a moment put the needs of the country over their personal political popularity.
The whole thing is batshit fucking insane.
So I have decided to explain the Brexit process through the medium of cakes.
LEAVER: I want an omelette.
REMAINER: Right. It’s just we haven’t got any eggs.
LEAVER: Yes, we have. There they are. [HE POINTS AT A CAKE]
REMAINER: They’re in the cake.
LEAVER: Yes, get them out of the cake, please.
REMAINER: But we voted in 1974 to put them into a cake.
LEAVER: Yes, but that cake has got icing on it. Nobody said there was going to be icing on it.
REMAINER: Icing is good.
LEAVER: And there are raisins in it. I don’t like raisins. Nobody mentioned raisins. I demand another vote.
DAVID CAMERON ENTERS.
DAVID CAMERON: OK.
DAVID CAMERON SCARPERS.
LEAVER: Right, where’s my omelette?
REMAINER: I told you, the eggs are in the cake.
LEAVER: Well, get them out.
EU: It’s our cake.
JEREMY CORBYN: Yes, get them out now.
REMAINER: I have absolutely no idea how to get them out. Don’t you know how to get them out?
LEAVER: Yes! You just get them out and then you make an omelette.
REMAINER: But how?! Didn’t you give this any thought?
LEAVER: Saboteur! You’re talking eggs down. We could make omelettes before the eggs went into the cake, so there’s no reason why we can’t make them now.
THERESA MAY: It’s OK, I can do it.
REMAINER: How?
THERESA MAY: There was a vote to remove the eggs from the cake, and so the eggs will be removed from the cake.
REMAINER: Yeah, but…
LEAVER: Hang on, if we take the eggs out of the cake, does that mean we don’t have any cake? I didn’t say I didn’t want the cake, just the bits I don’t like.
EU: It’s our cake.
REMAINER: But you can’t take the eggs out of the cake and then still have a cake.
LEAVER: You can. I saw the latest Bake Off and you can definitely make cakes without eggs in them. It’s just that they’re horrible.
REMAINER: Fine. Take the eggs out. See what happens.
LEAVER: It’s not my responsibility to take the eggs out. Get on with it.
REMAINER: Why should I have to come up with some long-winded incredibly difficult chemical process to extract eggs that have bonded at the molecular level to the cake, while somehow still having the cake?
LEAVER: You lost, get over it.
THERESA MAY: By the way, I’ve started the clock on this.
REMAINER: So I assume you have a plan?
THERESA MAY: Actually, back in a bit. Just having another election.
REMAINER: Jeremy, are you going to sort this out?
JEREMY CORBYN: Yes. No. Maybe.
EU: It’s our cake.
LEAVER: Where’s my omelette? I voted for an omelette.
REMAINER: This is ridiculous. This is never going to work. We should have another vote, or at least stop what we’re doing until we know how to get the eggs out of the cake while keeping the bits of the cake that we all like.
LEAVER/MAY/CORBYN: WE HAD A VOTE. STOP SABOTAGING THE WILL OF THE PEOPLE. EGGSIT MEANS EGGSIT.
REMAINER: Fine, I’m moving to France. The cakes are nicer there.
LEAVER: You can’t. We’ve taken your freedom of movement.
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If you are not confused by Brexit, then you don't understand it at all.