I found this on twitter this morning. Shakespeare rises to the occasion:
ACT V. SCENE I. Before PROSPERO'S Kentish cell.
Ye elves of Bills, trucks, standing queues and Goves,
And ye that on Kent’s edge with printless tyre
Do await permits to continue trade That was already free;
you hauliers that By moonshine do the Swanley ring-roads block,
Whereof the Stobart frights; and you whose pastime
Is to make Serco profits, that rejoice
In tender-less processes; by whose aid,
Weak masters though ye be,
I have bedimm'd Democracy, seen off rational minds,
And 'twixt the Dover strait and Kentish vault
Set roaring war: in the dread rattling blunder
Have I given fire and rifted Gove's stout oak
With his own bolt; the Ashford lorry park
Have I made quake and by Broadstairs, clogged up
Sheerness and Dover: Gravesend at my command
Has waked its truckers, oped, and let 'em forth
By my so potent art.
But this stuff tragic I here abjure,
and, when I have required Some no Deal Brexit, which even now I do,
To work mine end upon your senses what This sovereignty is for,
I'll break my staff, Bury it certain fathoms below M2,
And deeper than did ever Thanet sound I'll drown my book.
twitter.com/mikegove12/status/1309010263706865667
Closely related to the consequence of this queuing is this very disturbing story
Government says it has no duty to secure food supplies in a no-deal Brexit (nor any other crisis)
www.sustainweb.org/blogs/sep19_government_says_it_has_no_duty_to_secure_food_in_a_crisis/
It seems that protecting its citizens is the very last thing this government intends to do.