I don’t know about you, but I’m feeling dead on my feet right now.

Alright, you’re probably not as dead as me, but then you probably haven’t spent the last few days in France, getting equal parts sunburnt and merry at Hellfest metal festival (ok, so not exactly equal parts – apparently at one point I passed out mid-sentence).

Aside from being pretty damn spectacular as festivals go (including the utterly incredible firework tribute to Lemmy Kilmister), it’s the perfect reminder that wherever we’re from, we are all absolutely, amazingly human. Think about it; Hellfest had around 150,000 attendees from all over the world – and every bloody one of them, whether they spoke French or not raised a glass (/1.5l pitcher) in salute to a single man. Not because he was a war hero, a patriot or a great political leader, but because he made damn good music, partied like a pro, and was a damn good bloke.

And that’s it, isn’t it? That’s humanity. That crosses borders, crosses cultures, and crosses petty politics.

So when the nastiness, and the vitriol crawls out of the woodwork over the UK’s EU referendum, it’s that common humanity that’s all-important. When you start seeing strains of pure evil murdering politicians out of political extremism, using “them and us” rhetoric to push their own evil agenda, we all know where that leads.

And ironically, it’s why the EU needed to exist in the first place.