Never underestimate the ability of people to be stupid…
The EU are playing silly buggers with Brexit, Prince Philip retires, May is getting out of her pram, and Labour make big gains in the local elections proving to everyone that they’re the only party that can lead this country to a glowing future.
Oh, hang on a minute! I seem to have got that last bit wrong…
As today progresses, it’s becoming increasing evident that the only party this country has any confidence in whatsoever is the Tories. Poor old delusional Timmy’s Lib Dem resurgence doesn’t seem to be happening at all – there’s a surprise – and UKIP’s internal squabblings and general lack of leadership since Farage’s departure have wiped the party off the political map. Let’s face it, now we’ve had the referendum, UKIP no longer has a purpose and the voters are deserting it in droves.
But back to Labour. They have a leader who has lost a vote of confidence by his own parliamentary party, a front bench of unknowns, a Marxist IRA sympathiser as shadow chancellor and a shadow home secretary who can’t even do basic maths. What could possibly go wrong? Electing Labour on June 8th would set this country back to the 1970’s, hand sovereignty to the unelected bureaucrats of Brussels, and bankrupt the nation overnight. The voters realised this yesterday and have deserted them in droves.
John McDonnell this week said that he would reverse the Tory cuts on death duties thus, at a stroke, screwing his own core voters. And then, just to add to that, he wants to increase taxes on the rich – who he defines as any family with an income over £72,000 per annum. This screws middle England and again hits his core vote.
Labour is an absolute fucking unelectable shambles. FFS they’ve even lost the seat that their founder, Keir Hardy, held to the Conservatives. If the Welsh Labour heartlands will vote Tory, then anyone will.
And Labour have lost control of Glasgow – a council they’ve held since time immemorial. To the SNP? No. They’ve lost it to the Tories. Heartland Labour has had it’s heart ripped out of it by Corbyn, McDonnell and Abbott.
Theresa May made a shrewd decision calling an election for June 8th. I predict a landslide and a ‘bloody difficult woman’ telling the EU bullies to go fuck themselves royally. Whatever you might think of her, she’s no mug and an accomplished politician. And the alternative is Farron, Corbyn and Sturgeon in some fudged up, unworkable and unholy triumvirate reminiscent of the three witches in MacBeth. “Hubble, bubble toil and trouble…”
So are you going to turn out and vote Tory on June 8th? If not, then you must be seriously losing the plot…
Everybody knew well in advance that the Supreme Court would reject the Government’s appeal on triggering Article 50. It was probably the UK’s worst kept secret. So what can we take away from it?
Well, it was a split decision so interestingly not all of the learned judges agreed. That aside, the government will now have to introduce a bill to parliament and take a vote on it. Labour, of course, want to obfuscate by banging on about detailed plans and protecting workers rights whilst at the same time knowing damn well they ain’t going to get detail and that nobody is suggesting that there will be any erosion of workers’ rights. And in any case does anyone know what Jeremy Corbyn’s position on all this is anyway?
David Davies’ statement on all this was simple : “It will be a very short bill!”
The only good thing to come out of all this is the ruling by the Supreme Court that the devolved assemblies in Northern Ireland, Wales and Scotland have no power over the UK government and cannot hold it to ransom. Sure, Westminster will listen to them but I’d like to be a fly on the wall in Holyrood when Sturgeon is told that there’s bugger all she can do to frustrate Westminster.
For me the whole sorry farce is worth it for that moment alone…
As you will have guessed by now, I’ve been on holiday for the last couple of weeks. I’ve been in the Med looking for little rubber boats to sink off the coast of Sicily. To be honest I saw no sign of any so we sailed north round Sardinia, across to Minorca, Gibraltar and ended up in Madeira. Europe is now well and truly behind us and we’re home again.
We missed the excitement of UKIP meps battering each other, the incompetence of the Labour leadership election and the Tory conference. All of this was rather nice to be honest…
So this week’s excitement would appear to be Theresa May’s first full EU council meeting as Prime Minister on the 20th. This should prove interesting on a number of fronts. Firstly the Merkels and Junckers of this world really don’t seem to have grasped that we’re leaving. Merkel seems convinced she can force us to accept free movement – on which point she seems clearly deluded – whereas Juncker seems to have totally lost interest in the whole business.
Meanwhile Donald Tusk is telling us that the only alternative to ‘hard Brexit’ is ‘no Brexit’ so he can go and get stuffed for a start. And the EU grandees seem to be asking what May is doing to persuade the UK to change its mind. The answer to this is, of course, fuck all! What planet are these people on?
And then back home we have Nick Clegg saying he’ll do everything he can to subvert the will of the lectorate by using his little rump (pun intended) in Parliament to prevent us leaving. He doesn’t seem to have got the message that he got decimated at the last election because people realised that the Limp Dumps really don’t have any workable policies, so why the hell does he think anyone gives a toss what he thinks now?
Then there’s the mistaken premise that the Fourth reich can treat May like Cameron and that she’ll just sit there and suck it all up. You would have thought by now they’d have realised this is a different animal.
They seem to think that if they procrastinate long enough then we’ll back down. Maybe they can even force a second referendum? After all, it’s worked before. Just keep stalling long enough until you wear down the opposition…
May needs to use this meeting to set them straight. Do a Thatcher and give the buggers a damn good handbagging! I’ve often asked where Maggie was when we need her. Well maybe this week we’ll find out.
I sincerely hope so…
However, I’m delighted to see that he seems to have really pissed off the grandees of the Fourth Reich big time. Seems the poor darlings were expecting remainer Hammond to get the job. Clearly they thought he’d be a pussy cat in the Brexit negotiations. But no. They got Boris – and they’re throwing their toys out of the pram.
Just to prove their maturity about being faced with someone they can’t actually push around, they’re slagging him off, ridiculing him and threatening to cancel a dinner on Sunday night. Diddums! Just goes to prove to me that if this is the standard of diplomatic relations we can expect from the EU, then it’s a bloody good job we voted to leave. Go piss ’em off, Boris! You’ve got my backing!
The man goes to the French Embassy on Bastille day, sings the French national anthem in perfect French (Boris speaks four languages) and they respond by heckling him for ‘telling lies during the referendum’ – which is, frankly, a bit rich given the bullshit the remain side gave us about economic armageddon.
And today our new PM is going to Edinburgh to reassure Sturgeon about Scotland’s place in the United Kingdom after Brexit – or to put it another way, “I’m the fucking Prime Minister not you so don’t try and push me around like you did with Cameron!”
All in all, it seems Saint Theresa is off to a pretty damn good start as far as I can see…