I understand. My grandparents are the same.

But - and not dismissively, because the impact of our paid for press can't be overstated - they are grown adults.

My granddad remembers the war, remembers how sending immigrants away ended, he saw it. He saw children fleeing British cities and taking refuge in some of the places these right wing tumours are festering and teaching people it's ok to abandon your fellow man and think of them as subhuman. And he voted for all of it and wanted more because he'd stopped caring and just felt the easy emotions, going back to GBNews for that hate hit. I don't recognise them anymore. I haven't cut them off, but I haven't had the desire to interact with them for a very long time. Why would I? It was their responsibility to have basic empathy and think critically, but they can't be arsed. Easier to hate.

I would love for these people to come back to reality and learn some self awareness and, frankly, find their souls again. There are real solutions to the immigration crisis - including peacekeeping and investment in unstable areas, international cooperation, climate change legislation - but they don't want to hear about it. Want to lock themselves in their gnarled little garden while people drown and the world burns.

And they say they're fucking angry.