Ken Clarke said she was a bloody difficult woman; it
seems she is worse than that. Theresa May has won again. Despite being possibly
the worst-regarded Prime Minister in living memory she is still – and it seems
will be for some time – firmly in post and if anything might be strengthening
her grip on the party. The hideous Chequers ‘deal’ via which we tear up our
membership card, but still pay the fees and abide by the rules is looming large
and it seems that we are going to get a settlement which is equally unacceptable to
everybody. What in the name of hell is going on?
The rebellion is over and done with, MPs putting their
jobs ahead of any principles they once pretended to hold. The European Research
Group has backed down and mumbled something unintelligible about it not being
their job to come up with an alternative, even though that is exactly what they
were telling us days ago. Ian Duncan Smith, bizarrely, came out of the woodwork
and issued a weird rebuke about people being ‘silly’; it was a hideously unrehearsed,
clumsy and targetless little rant which made him sound not like an
authoritative figure, but a random heckler in the crowd.
And Boris, the straw-headed man, cowardly lion and clown
prince of Parliament, has bottled it once again and gone into hiding. A couple
of days ago we heard open talk of toppling the PM, with a challenge to be
mounted even before conference. This morning we are told rumours of, maybe, an
April coup. April? By April Brexit will have been fumbled, passed to the
opposition and drop-kicked between the posts to score a resounding victory for
Brussels. The EU problem will not have been dealt with to anybody’s
satisfaction and the war will rumble on.
War? Of course; we are at war; against our leaders;
against their leaders; and against their leaders... and those who tell them
what to do. If only we knew who any of these people were. This is what the
whole Trump/Brexit/AfD/Front National/Orban rebellions are all about. Divide
and rule, they say and boy have they achieved that. Here we are, pitchforks at
the ready and we don’t even know which way to march but, blood up, we want to
blacken a few eyes. Those orchestrating the madness are relying on us turning
on ourselves and it seems to be working.
Under such circumstances the disjointed, inconsistent,
hypocritical rainbow coalition of leftist causes is busily seducing the
disenfranchised; anything must be better than what we’ve got, yes? Despite the
Marxist rallying cry, the power has not been with the people for a long time
and Jeremy Corbyn’s inclusive cant conceals the contempt of those in power
towards those ruled - government is for the few, not for the many – and always
will be.
Trust in nobody
It can’t be too late, surely, but it is clear that the
New Tories will never deliver Brexit, Old Labour has no intention of doing so
and nobody else has the teeth. There seems little point in trusting ANY political
body to work for the good of the country so, once again we learn that we cannot
rely on government. In or out of the EU, in peace or war, in sickness or in
health, the only reliable mantra remains: every man for himself.
It will be interesting to see how Mrs May does at the conference. It would be wonderful if she was slow clapped and resigned but that's probably only a dream. The party membership does have much less to lose then sitting MPs so we can but hope. Our poor betrayed and battered nation needs the rapid rise of a reliable and principled right wing party, let's hope we see the one we can throw out weight behind soon, last year would not have been too soon.
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