Some things are complicated and some things are not.
If you want to understand why the UK has become a nation to sneer at on the
world stage – look no further than Boris Johnson.
On this blog I aim to criticise/satirise policy, not the
person. However, with Boris Johnson there is little division between who he is, what
he is, the damage he does and the wrongness he epitomises. Therefore, it’s fair
to say that he is a disgusting, disastrous man who should not be trusted to
sweep the streets never mind make the policies by which those who live on the
streets of Britain live.
As a racist, our Foreign Secretary has form – insulting President Barack Obama – using terms such as pickaninni –and
so on and so forth. He has publicly indulged his own racist ditties and more recently he had to be silenced when he
inappropriately began reciting colonial poetry in troubled Myanmar.
Ministerial code 7.12 apparently prevents minsters
from inappropriately using government resources. The code did not stop Johnson
hosting a right-leaning think tank meeting in the Foreign Office.
Johnson recently re-stated the acknowledged falsehood about £350 million of monies going weekly to the EU. And while being
lambasted for misusing statistics (what we in the real world call lying) this odious bladder sack of
amoral offal still fills one of the highest offices in the land.
But it didn’t start there. As Britain’s reputation drops
further, smeared in Johnson’s most recent political defecations, the stench of
some of his nonsense while Mayor of London still reeks. An estimated £40
million of public funds was wasted on his vanity project, the unnecessary and
ridiculous and never-likely-to-happen garden bridge.
Elitism, privilege and misuse of state wealth that
would make a Russian Oligarch blush has not dislodged Johnson, protected as he is
by his wealth and privilege and Eton pals. As his racism, buffoonery, moral
failings, repeated foot-in-mouth, insults to those less privileged than himself
has not shifted him, clearly his enablers and supporters must share the guilt.
It is a litany of personality defects so odious that if the UK had not spiralled
off into political la la land, this man would be persona non grata
anywhere but the gutter.
At the end of last week it was reported that Johnson
was belly aching about his ministerial salary. Clearly this is not his only income
but he seemed to think the tax payer had a duty to help support his offspring.
His legitimate brood and the one he had as a result of an affair that he tried
to keep secret with an injunction.
It is hard to know whether he is more or less
revolting than the other prospective leader of the Conservative party – Jacob
Rees-Mogg who, having celebrated the growth of food banks and stated his belief
that abortion is wrong in all cases even rape, admitted that he benefits
financially from a drug used to induce abortions.
And as his privately educated pals and handlers and
excusers crawl out yet again to say that – oh – it’s just Boris and he is a
‘bit of character’ – he likes to inject some “fizz” you have to wonder if they
think they are still in the common room at Eton (where the students get given
exam papers ahead of exams!!).
Many a time I’ve written on this blog about the carcinogenic British disease of elitism. In no human being is
that clearer than the pig-man in the blonde mop with the persona of a spoilt,
socially/morally/physically ugly delinquent 3-year old, Boris Johnson.
He is a flag waving monstrosity, a ‘jolly’ jingoist who,
while he haw haws his way round the globe does more than anyone to drag this
country’s reputation down the sewer. Following one recent planetary outing
there seemed to be a consensus among the sentient and sensible that he was a
‘clown’ a ‘buffoon’ How come others can see so clearly what the media and the establishment
at home refuse to see. And – it has to be said, bearing in mind he was London
Mayor (at the time he insulted Barack Obama in fact) Londoners. Londoners who
famously think of themselves as a cut above the rest of the country voted this
blob into one of the most important posts in Britain so that we could all enjoy
the site of this offal in a suit suspended from a high wire waving a Union Jack.
It was a sight that made most of us puke.
Boris Johnson personifies the promotion-of-privilege
culture that still eats away at Britain’s prospects in the 21st century. He
openly lies while spouting pop Latin. At every turn he shows such a lack of
real common sense, sense of duty and sense of occasion and in fact any sense at
all that even those who support him must get tense nervous headaches whenever
he opens his floppy foppish foolish mouth.
This is a man who is all personality and no
character. Personality in the sense of the gurning, aping for the camera we
expect from D-list celebrities and reality stars. That this government should
regard him as not just fit for office but to head the Foreign Office shows just what
deep deep deep shit Britain is in.
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Why not check out some archived blogs-
Blog 10. My
One Night Stand with the Ghost of Bill Farrell (looking at the social
conscience we used to have)
Blog 22. Drink
Driving with my Dad
Blog 43. Killing
them softly
Blog 113. The
Crap Gap Club
Blog 165. The
Penisic Era