Europe

We’d be understood in Europe.

We’d be reviled in Europe. They’d see through us in Europe.


Our Europe is entirely imaginary. It’s just an anti UK Europe. The opposite-of-the-UK Europe.

Like, literary Europe. Arthouse Europe. The reversal of everything here. The old culture. Vanished profundities. That isn’t all ironical.

Philosophical Europe. It’s the Europe of deep and very deep questions, unlike the UK of thought-solutions.