Something’s gotta give - except it hasn’t.
Enough is enough – except it never is.
This is the straw that broke the camel’s back. No –
the camel is drowning in straw; suffocating. There have been so very many
straws - proroguing / lying / partygate / nepotism for his future wife / lying
/ failing to sack Priti Patel, despite proven bullying / lying / supporting
Pincher the groper because the deputy chief whip is a mad brexiter - etc and etc and etc…
Has Johnson simply overwhelmed the public with the
sheer weight and persistence of his vileness, his sleaze, his personal ugliness
– to the extent Jo Blogs no longer has the will to care?
We are all aware that modern attention spans are short.
Poor Ukraine has had many conurbations razed to the ground in what is – in
world and historical terms – a relatively new war – and yet – several news home
pages yesterday had more info about Victoria Beckham’s diet ‘regime’ than
Putin’s regime. And yet Britain – previously Great Britain – still has at its
helm a man for whom there is no degradation low enough.
Doctor’s may not want you to know this. J Lo’s new
bikini may make your jaw drop, Kate may be channelling Diana (again) and Liz
Hurley may not have bought herself any proper clothes yet but – what Britain
needs – and I’m sure many real doctors in the NHS very much do want you to
appreciate this – is an effective political enema to shift the backlog of shit
which is over a decade of Tory mismanagement culminating in the current madness.
A new name put in place now will affect very little of our everyday lives, I get that. It may, in fact, simply be an opportunity for the Tories, yet again, to claim they are all new and shiny and the previous shit show wasn’t really to do with them. The public may buy it again. However, getting rid of Boris Johnson has to be a thing in and of itself.
These one-man
wrecking balls – Putin, Bolsonaro , Trump, Johnson are a horror of 21st
century political counter-intuitiveness. They personify a real contemporary nightmare
proving that the bogeyman really does live under the bed and nothing we held
dear can actually be taken for granted – not even progress and civilisation.
In a recent Tory poll, Ben Wallace came out as a surprise possibility to become Conservative leader. I say surprise – but that depends whether you are surprised that this man who few would recognise (think Cpt Mainwaring of Dad’s Army only with real military experience) should have snuck up even while we acknowledge that none of the other wannabes are a. capable b. untainted by the slime of Boris Johnson.
Add in the personal inadequacies -
Raab is too obviously thick, Priti Patel is too thick and vile, Truss is too
thick and vain, Gove is – well – too Gove – and you realise that the political
enema required, really needs to be someone who – like unpleasant medicine – can
be inserted before the patient really knows what is happening.
Ben Wallace – you’re up.
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