As the EU referendum campaign heads into week two I can scarcely believe my eyes and my ears.
The government, from the Prime Minister down, are using the kind of Project Fear tactics that I might have expected to see them using in the last fortnight.
I can only suppose that the Prime Minister was deeply shocked by Michael Gove, Boris Johnson and as many as 140 Tory MPs backing the Leave side.
He has clearly decided to try and kill off the Leave campaign by firing off the whole magazine of rounds at once.
Yesterday we heard that it might take up to ten years to sort out new trading arrangements. Perhaps this kind of hopeless scaremongering will extend to a hundred years by the time June 23rd comes along.
Quite why the Prime Minister thinks we’re so incapable to negotiate our own trade deals, that we couldn’t even do as well as Iceland, is beyond me.
Then we hear that all UK citizens living in Spain will be rounded up, put on trains and expelled. I imagine this kind of fantasy would have a rather devastating effect on the local Spanish economy on the Costa del Sol.
At the G20, where extraordinarily sixteen countries have managed to become members without the benefits or Mr. Juncker’s often unsteady hand, we see a joint statement telling us that our withdrawal from political union would lead to a global economic shock.
On a daily basis, the Remain side tell us that we could lose millions of jobs, the pound would collapse and all normal economic and social life would cease.
I do understand that the Prime Minister’s career and indeed historical legacy is on the line. But sometimes in life you can try very hard and I think his own credibility has taken a serious dent in the last few days.
The Remainians now have only one thing left, only one big fear factor left to unleash on a terrorised British electorate: plague and pestilence. I expect before too long to be told that a biblical plague of locusts will descend upon our country devouring all before it if we leave the EU.
I wonder how we possibly managed for the thousand years up until 1973 when we joined the EEC. We must have been very lucky.