…and Europe and the world watch in fascinated
revulsion.
There are now factions within factions in the repulsive,
self-indulgent nonsense that is Brexit. Wouldn’t you love to be a fly on the
wall since Boris Johnson and Jacob Rees Mogg flipped, leaving the nasty ERG cabal
stewing in its own xenophobia?
No one knew what Brexit was and no one knows what it
is but the fighting goes on. There can be no denying that it has been a full-throttle
vehicle for uncovering everything that is mean and nasty about Britain. Jon Snow of Chanel 4 was criticised for his off-script observation of the
‘whiteness’ of the jingoistic (and that is being polite) crowds outside
Westminster on what would have been exit day but they sure looked like a Trump
rally to me.
One would assume that May’s 3rd
significant Brexit defeat would mean the end of her but the Tories are in too
much of a mess to rock the boat even further right now. Far more important than
the departure of Theresa May, however, is the vital leave-taking of Jeremy
Corbyn.
Unless Jeremy Corbyn is the most selfish, dimmest,
most disconnected leader the party has ever had (and that is possible) he must
go. His exit should be no longer than it
takes him to say his goodbyes.
From day 1, I put in print on this blog and in
letters published by national newspapers, that Corbyn was not leader material. I
had no idea I was being optimistic until he failed to lift a finger during the
referendum leaving Labour and Remain effectively leaderless in the most
important decision this country has faced in generations. He was elected by
default, nominated by the Blairites to make the leadership contest look fair.
What the party wanted was a left-wing candidate not – despite what his ego told
him – HIM.
Brexit has been a race no one has won. No one knew
the rules or even what sport was being played. Nevertheless, the whistle has blown and with it the captains of the teams, ineffectual, not up to the task,
confusing their players, irritating the crowd and achieving nothing but chaos
must retire. I would say retire gracefully but it is far too late for that. It
would also be helpful if the foolish fantasists and fops of the various fringes
and factions would fuck off.
Back in the mists of time when I – along with almost
no one else – predicted – on this blog that Miliband would not succeed in
winning an election, I followed that by expressing hope that Labour would have
the common sense to take the election of a new leader slowly and thoughtfully.
It did not. It jumped out of that particular frying pan into what I would call
a fire except to complete that analogy would suggest energy and light – not two
things that come to mind when I think of the wet blanket that Corbyn has thrown
over the party.
Once Britain returns (please god) to focusing on the
things that matter and not the self-made problems of unhinged minds – Labour
needs to clear out of the way that which will keep it in turmoil – another
wrong leader - Jeremy Corbyn.
The sick-making Brexit shambles stumbles on with the
MPs in Parliament the only ones seeming animated – like an egotist in bed who,
unaware that their partner’s lethargy and lack of interest is due to revulsion,
has decided to masturbate raucously while the other lies there repulsed and depressed
hoping it’s all a bad dream or – at least – will be over soon...