Well, Remainiacs rejoice, Boris is gone. The dickwad in the civil service who misses his gravy train so much he damn near shit himself in his desperation to get back to it has achieved his dream of “Boris out at any cost.” And the muppets in the Conservative Party ate it up like puppies at a sugar fountain. The only electable leader amongst them and they stab him in the back, hell, Boris took more daggers than Caesar. The future for the Tories is pretty dark now because the current crop of wannabe twats to replace old Bojo are perhaps the most useless critters in politics today. Well, aside from the pointless wastes of skin on the opposition benches that is.
So, now the United Kingdom has the pleasure of looking forward to a grubby little deal between Labour and the Liberal Dumocrats on a power sharing basis (because that worked so well the last time didn’t it Dims?) and the tories are going to tear themselves apart for the next few months trying to find a new leader. A new leader who, well, we’ve been here before haven’t we? How many leaders of the tory party have there been since Blair was elected? I’ve lost count, and memory because they were all completely forgettable.
I feel sorry for Ukraine more than anything because the strongest voice for them in Europe is now lost. All that’s left is a bunch of arse kissing surrender monkeys who are going to hand the keys to Europe to a raving despotic tyrant who thinks he is the re-incarnation of a Tsar.
May the gods have mercy should they see fit to award it. I’m only grateful that I don’t have very long left on this fucking ball of mud anyway. Do feel sorry for my kids though, they’re going to have to deal with all this shit.
A dark day for the UK.
I get that Boris is not the shiniest bulb in the bunch, but at least he had the will to get stuff done. And, let’s face it, hate him or love him he made the right call on a number of things. Surrounded by greedy, grasping serpents out for as much as they can get their grubby little paws on and with delusions of ambition it was always a matter of time before Bojo got the bullet. He was at least electable, proved that with the first commons majority in over two decades. Now it’s back to shit street and every whiney little twat in a suit out for what they can get.
Don’t make the mistake that the Tories will unite under a new leader. They won’t. If their chosen messiah doesn’t win they will plot and scheme and fiddle their way to the demise of the un-one, so the one has a chance.
And I doubt Kier Starmer will make it to the next election, most if his party are horrified that he dared to say “make Brexit work” rather than “Back to the European gravy train everybody” which is what they wanted to hear.
In the words of an old Scottish private – “We’re doomed, we’re all doomed. Doomed I tell ye.”
