Category Theresa May

Words for an Earthquake

The United Kingdom has left the EU. We have vacated our seat at the high table and it is laid now for just 27 places. We’ve “got it done.” Or “gone and done it.” In recognition of the significance of this momentous step we’ve taken, whatever it may mean, I am uploading here a selection of 53 stand-alone short rhyming… continue reading

Dust

Lost in the chaos of present events, we – or something in us – look to leadership for orientation, guidance and comfort. And the same something perhaps assumes that, the worse the crisis, the better that leadership must be and rescue is on the way. And assumes as well that, in this chaos, our own judgement and choice of leader… continue reading

The Parrot Brings us Up to Date

Key to references in case any are needed : 1/ The minotaur is Trump who has just paid a State Visit to the UK. 2/ The Maybot is Theresa May (I didn’t coin that one, of course) who seems to have resigned as UK Prime Minister recently, at the kind request of her Party, the Tories. 3/ Jez is Jeremy… continue reading

The Parrot on Maybot and the Minotaur

This stanza is obviously about Trump’s State Visit to the UK, already started. It is astonishing the space we in this country continue to give to blatant felony and the lie and to the creatures thereof. The more space we give them, of course, the more they grow, like Tiddalick the frog. Is this visit from America’s minotaur the Maybot’s… continue reading

He Speaks of Brexit as a Raging Fever

This was written on the morning of the EU elections, in which the Tories had been keen not to take part. The Guardian had described the day before as a “torrid day” for Theresa May and her resignation was now expected at any moment. Not a good day for the Tories to face an election. And towards the end of… continue reading

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