Perhaps tonight in the British Parliament the true potential calamity of Brexit was revealed when Boris Johnson stood up to speak for the first time in many days on the matter of Mrs Mays Brexit plan which she wishes, after parliament has voted, to take to Europe for approval. Now there are many critics of her plan which seems to edge us back toward a position that the Europeans will be content with but without our having any negotiating say in matters which will concern the way we do business or the political rules which govern our ability to make changes. Being neither fish nor fowl, neither in nor out but still with all the financial commitments to the European budget, we will be far worse off than when we were in the Union proper.
Boris along with his cronies such as,David Davis, and Jacob Rees-Mogg who, along with Nigel Farage were the catalyst for wanting to break away from the European Union. Having been accused of designing a picture of life outside the EU which was totally false but sold to the electorate, with the willing aid of the media and with such conviction that a majority of Brits went along with what they said.
In political life as in so many other aspects of celebrity a cult formed around Boris Johnson which troubled me. His reign as the Mayor of London I thought revealed a man who seemed to play a part but a part which seemed to have little substance. His whole demeanour was clownish and with a supercilious smile always lingering around his face he failed time and again to answer questions about the job he was doing as mayor and would rather bluster as a prefect when caught out by the headmaster, not me sir. Somehow people began to talk him up as a future prime minister and when on returning to mainline politics in Westminster, Mrs May promoted him to Foreign Secretary I felt he made the country a laughing stock amongst the worlds nations.
Eventually he was sacked over his position regarding Brexit and tonight I watched a man who performed like a figure out of Gilbert and Sullivan, a lampoon character who's only merit was that we could laugh at him. But of course unlike the musical this is not entertainment but a deadly serious matter as far as the lively hood of so many people are concerned. For the first time his fellow conservative politicians began to barrack him as he stood waffling with little or no lucidity and apparently no alternative plan other than the hope that the EU Commission would back down once they had seen how serious we are in demanding another way. I felt he looked a lonely, a partly demented figure with his shelf of notes in hand turning this way and that as members, from all sides of the House, demanding that he respond to their ill concealed derision.
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