Britain’s current Prime Minister must now look after his own interests, after the years of dedicated public service. It only seems an eternity since Mr Johnson entered 10 Downing Street, but already the sun is setting on a reign not rivalled in its defining characteristics since the stability of James II.
Whether or not Britain will now ask a spare European leader to come and rule for a time is unclear. The country has a habit of looking to France, Holland or Germany when it can’t choose amongst the current home crop. Perhaps, with the would be successors of Mr Johnson being Truss, Patel, Raab and the like, it would be timely to enquire if Merkel, Rutte or a retired Scandinavian may like a position as placeholder until a brighter light rises, like a glow worm, from the misty English grasses?
None of this is Mr Johnson’s concern. His time as Prime Minister has shown a symmetry with his personal affairs. Many falsely believe he grows tired of his wives, mistresses and friends (with benefits) and simply roves on. That may or may not be true regarding the fine filly he met briefly at a friend’s garden party (we are merely speculating, no claims to truth are being made – that would be a disservice to Mr Johnson), but the substantial relationships he forges, such as that of Prime Minister, display a different pattern.
Sooner or later the devoted partner grows tired of Mr Johnson and moves on. The United Kingdom has entered that stage now. All the true fan boys and girls in Mr Johnson’s party are now fed to the back teeth with his bullshit. They just need one more broken promise to be rid of him, tear in eye, but knowing it’s the only way forward.
Go now Mr Johnson! Act fast! Find that gullible country who only knows your celebrity facade and pledge to make them the happiest country on Earth. It’s always a lovely day tomorrow with you and once you’ve finally been dragged out of 10 Downing Street there is a chance of that being true for the entire country.
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