Has anyone else fallen down a Brexit/Boris rabbit hole recently? I spent an unhealthy amount of time last week watching livestreams of debate, question time and even Boris’ disaster of an appearance in front of Yorkshire police. He was awful. Since he’s going to suspend Parliament for the longest time modern history, Johnson will be left to bumble around in public in appearances like today’s meeting with Ireland’s Leo Varadkar, who lectured him today on the obvious point that Brexit will just be a starting point from which what’s left of the UK will have to negotiate umpteen trade agreements and deal with the mess at the border between Ireland and Northern Ireland. It’s not going to be as much fun as watching him, and his advisors, get pasted in Parliament.
I would have more to say about this, but Marina Hyde pretty much covers it in this epic sum-up:
As for his turns away from Westminster, Thursday afternoon found him at a Yorkshire police academy, where he appeared deeply confused. He resembled a political Elvis – twilight years – who’d had to be slapped awake on the tour bus by his manager, given some of his special medicine, and shoved on to greet the LA crowd with the words “Hello Philadelphia!” This, but in Wakefield.
Having very belatedly taken the stage, Johnson proceeded to die on his arse in front of rows of police officers. Does this technically count as a death in custody? Certainly, it bore all the hallmarks of such an event, of which there have been 1,718 since 1990, with not a single conviction for murder or manslaughter. Which is to say: it was brutal and disturbing, it happened right in front of multiple police pretending not to notice, and the victim was officially concluded to have done it to himself. (Thank you in advance to the Police Federation for their forthcoming letters on this paragraph. I’ll make time to to read them when I retire at 50 after three years on the sick.)
The whole thing is worth reading.