‘He thinks you’ve completely fucked yourselves.’ This was Washington DC in late June 2016, a couple of days after the Leave victory, lunch with one of Obama’s inner circle, and his response to my question about how the President had viewed the outcome. My guest continued, ‘We just don’t understand why you would call a referendum which you didn’t need to hold without being absolutely certain of getting the right answer. Why would you do that? And what happens now you’ve blown yourselves up?’ The Obama team had form in questioning David Cameron’s judgement. They blamed him for miscalculating UK Parliamentary opinion on a proposed US–UK–France attack on Syria, summoning Parliament back from holiday in August 2013, then losing the vote, and triggering a chronically cautious Obama to back away from his plan to bomb Assad’s military bases. Brexit, in their eyes, was more of the same. But the mood on the nightly Washington social circuit was similar: I noticed people staring at me with a near-horrified look in their eyes: ‘What have you done?’