Boo boo in select company

Boo boo in select company
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Tuesday 12 April 2022

Party-Gate Revisited

Party-Gate Revisited I am watching the elaborate system that is trying to save Boris’s skin. And the best of them is our Press, especially the BBC brigade of sycophants. Once upon a time we had a BBC that was the envy of the whole world, including me when I was working in some god-forsaken countries in Africa. I would wake up to the 6 am news on the World Service and my day would be heralded happily. Now, I look at them on T V, spinning out excuses for Boris, and I am puking. My daughter says, ‘He is one of them, Mum.’ As though that is a good reason. Boris is not going to resign. Remember he said quite recently that they would have to drag him out with heavy machinery. Rishi Sunak will go, because he is not able to face ignominy as well as Boris, who is well acclimatised to it. Rishi is ‘precious.’ As the very rich tend to be. And if you are Indian as well… Once upon a time, the ‘Mother’ of parliaments was revered, and countries (like India) built constitutions based on the unwritten British version. Now we have institutional greed and no principles anywhere in sight. I think we are stuck with this bunch of cowboys at the top. I wonder, surely, within the Tory members of Parliament, there must be some who are ashamed of the way the cabal behaves. Why don’t they get rid of the bunch of incompetents at the top? So, I think, another two years or so of turbulence, disregard of the public, reprehensible behaviour at the top, and of course financial misery for the poor.

Sunday 10 April 2022

What A Sunday Boris Johnson, our undaunted Prime Minister arrived in Kyiv, on Saturday, probably parachuted in like James Bond, I imagine, because no one is quite sure how he got there. Must have asked Ursula von der Leyen, the European Commissioner, who went before him. The Press here did not make a huge issue out of her visit. But, of course, she was a mere woman. And does not weigh anywhere near as much as Boris, and cannot claim an unruly blond thatch. Rishi Sunak, our esteemed gilt-edged Chancellor, meanwhile, is throwing a tantrum, because unknown, conniving people, started investigating his wife’s tax status, and publicised the extent of her enormous wealth. Very bad manners in rich-boy circles. No 10 would never do such a sneaky thing, would they? After all Rishi is a neighbour. Now the lady is threatening to move her establishment to the United States. Our chancellor will become a grass-widower. Boris is on a mission to save his PM-ship. Sunak was getting too close for comfort, but now it looks as though the Chancellor has burnt his boat. Not Machiavellian enough. He could of course, return to California, which he once called home. Boris, of course, is showing big ‘as a global leader.’ The Ukranian PM, Zelenskyy, doesn’t have a clue about how insubstantial Boris’s affections can be. Thankfully, City drew in the match against Liverpool. The commentators were all disappointed. What is City’s magic with the guys, that make all of them drool when City gets a goal? Klopp and Guardiola hugged after the match, as though they meant it.