Just seen this post of yours, Scott.
The public's ignorance of the EU doesn't even
approach that of its 'inner workings'. No-one needs to be able to understand that, only what the ethos of the EU is, what its benefits are - economic, cultural and humanitarian.
People 'detest' it through simple ignorance; the Brits have always been a cynical bunch when it comes to the EU and johnny foreigner, but the flip side of this is that we have, at the same time, usually shown an attitude of fair-play, resilience against those who try to persecute, a general feeling that Britain ultimately 'gets it right' when others mess up, can be relied on, is fair-minded and dependable.
No longer, sadly. We are now as pathetic as what a Trump-led USA would be. We have exposed our chippiness. Our resentment. Our disparaging of fair-play. Our dark, inhuman side. Our prejudice. Our bigotry. Our cowardliness.
We are now - in the eyes of the world - a fraction of what we once were.
Some on here - and some to whom I've spoken in 'real life' - poo-poo (
) things like human rights. If only they tried living in a country where it didn't exist, I think they'd stop being so flippant & dismissive.
So, sorry, ignorance is what it's about. Their hatred is
not based on knowledge or reason. It is misguided selfishness, a looking out for 'me', with the irony being it is they who will suffer the most.
As for me, well, wow... The implication that I'm somehow out of touch 'cos I'm educated! As if the '4th-graders' are more 'in tune'!
What a stupid and contemptible thing to suggest. As well as being completely wrong. (Smacks of Phil's - 'you mustn't over-educate some people...')
Ignorance breeds poison. It has always done so throughout human history. And it's happened again.
For what it's worth, I spent the first 15 years of my working life selling and installing kitchens, bathrooms and CH systems. It was only in my mid-30s that I took a teaching degree and spent the next 11-odd years teaching whilst at the same time renovating the three homes I moved between.
You know what? As the young son of a crofter on a wee Hebridean island, who - as a tiny kid - spent hours every evening filling 'bobbins' for my dad's loom, I was still more sophisticated, aware and compassionate than the average adult Leave voter is now.
You'll have to forgive me if I'm even more so now. I make no apology for it.