Not today you pro-Brexit Twitter troll... Not today.

It’s been a strange week of events.

One that culminated when I was told I should go back to where I came from.

Why?

For being critical of the current state of political affairs.

For being a Brexit "remoaner".

How dare I, the non-indigenous transient have an opinion on how our country (yes, our country) continues to be misgoverned?

Apparently I’m not entitled to be critical of ill-judged decisions being made. Decisions that will have grave consequences for us as a society for many, many years to come. How dare I question those who continue to lay claim that Brexit is the will of the British people, despite leave voters only representing 27% of the electoral vote? For daring to condemn those steering us towards isolationist policies under the guise of pseudo economic progress? For refusing to be placated by promises that will never materialize because supposedly, we’ll be a nation far better off when all of this is said and done?

How dare I indeed.

In the meantime, we’re gearing up to be made an example of. The value of our currency continues to get battered, inflation is gradually creeping up and our consumer buying power is on course to deteriorate. Our shelves will soon be stocked with genetically modified food, pumped full of pesticides because the food standards - which once upon a time protected us, won’t exist anymore. Our politicians canoodle with dictators and autocrats to conduct unsavory trade deals just to be able to say: “see, we don’t need the EU”. All the while pulling funding from humanitarian aid programs depriving those most in need of benevolence. Jobs will migrate abroad, as will industry to those countries waiting with open arms. And as business managers, rising talent hiring costs will be the cross we bear because our EU pool of workers won’t be an option to fall back on.

As for my Twitter troll, I would have liked to ask this person where he/she suggested I go? I’m British and this is my home. But when you’re dealing with racist bigotry from a zealot who’s foaming at the mouth with rabid jingoism and nationalistic righteousness, the sane thing to do is to keep calm, block and carry on.

Or is it?

Because as much as I can sport a thick-skin having been called a lot worse in my lifetime, something inside me snapped.

I felt the need to speak up.

To make demands.

To protest.

To seize the opportunity to deplore the view that Brexit means carte blanche for perpetrating xenophobia. That somehow it’s a license to make this kind of abuse permissible.

Aren’t we supposed to be the nation respected and admired the world over for our compassion and civility? For providing a haven for those who’ve been downtrodden? For wrapping our arms around those lacking a sense of belonging? Instead, we’re turning on the very fabric of what constitutes a democratic civic society where all are welcome.

A “Letter to the Editor” from one of this weekend’s broadsheets perfectly sums-up the challenges presented:

The referendum was deeply flawed. Lies went unchallenged. It was only ever advisory (see House of Commons briefing paper 07212, June 2015). The government had no obligation to act on the outcome, especially when it was so close. Any golf club or musical society requires a super-majority for significant constitutional change; 52% to 48% falls well short of any super-majority. And now the government has grossly over-interpreted the result.

I wish to put steel into the backbones of both your editorial writer and the 400 MP’s who were in favour of Remain, by getting them to withdraw any “respect” for the referendum outcome. We are in a tough battle. The “hard Brexiters” are currently in the ascendancy. Emerging events will weaken their already feeble case. We need to be “hard Remain”.

The only question remaining is whether we’re up for it? If you're game, then canvas your local MP to reject triggering article 50, mobilise your trade association to put pressure on the government, donate time or funds to a lobbying group, join a protest rally or make your voice heard by simply writing about your concerns and frustrations.

Because our inaction is what makes us complicit.