Our Sorry Brexit Twain

The night before these two stanzas were written, it was reported that the Cabinet had told Theresa May that in the next few months, she would have to go, so that another Tory leader could be chosen, presumably to deny and face down reality even more doggedly than she had been doing. Would this make things even worse ? Or… continue reading

He Speaks of the Rapidity of Change

Very soon after the Labour Group cast off, so did a slightly smaller Tory group and the two groups combined to form what may become a new political party. Tories left behind were more sorrowful than critical, at least in front of the microphones. By contrast, notable Labour figures left behind carried on snarling, shrieking and threatening.… continue reading

The Boy Jez Takes a Hit

This was written immediately after 7 Labour EU Remainers became 7 Labour Leavers. Lots of instant Twitter shrieks and howls followed, enough to remind us that among so much of sanity that has now disappeared into the past, is any shared understanding that important events warrant time for reflection on what they mean. I thought Tom Watson’s response, then and… continue reading

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