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Hand over the Brexit baton, Theresa, you’re just not man enough


All Hail the New Boudicca! From Cheq-mate to Brex-Rex! May, may the force be with you! Such was the instant, fawning reaction by a surprised commentariat after Theresa May’s post-Salzburg statement to the nation. No doubt Vince Cable would call it an ‘erotic Theresm’.

Now, the dawning let-down. She isn’t actually going to do anything.

Theresa May was damned, both psychologically and morally, after she bottled the referendum fight in pursuit of narrow career advantage. She is no match for the serious ideologues on both sides pitted against her. In a winner-take-all fight, she had tried forlornly to find a middle way that can never be found.

However, even if she was the public servant of unimpeachable moral rectitude, as she sometimes inexplicably portrayed, May would fail: she simply lacks the necessary qualities for leadership, and the required masculine qualities in particular. She has approached Brexit from an entirely feminine perspective: cautious, desperately seeking consensus rather than confrontation; from the dull, practical perspective of ‘getting on with the job’. In this we shouldn’t be too hard on her, because the same could be said of our entire technocratic establishment.

And that, at root, rather than Theresa May, is our problem. There are many ways at looking Brexit, but perhaps one overlooked way to see it is a masculine revolt against the feminised consensus that has so thoroughly taken over our society in recent decades, and which our political class epitomises. Look at the leading Brexiteers: the hard-living City boy Farage, the caddish Boris, the English Gentleman Rees-Mogg, the cheeky-chappie Aaron Banks. Each in his own way is a clearly masculine character. Brexit attracts such people because it requires the qualities that real men adore: risk, daring, pursuit of romantic vision, problem-solving, freedom, competition and confrontation. Of course, some women have those characteristics too – the combative, shoot-from-the-lip Kate Hoey to name but one – and, it goes without saying, the late Margaret Thatcher.

Now look at the leading Remainers: with the ageing thug Alastair Campbell and perma-scowled Gina Miller admittedly glaring exceptions, they are a monstrous regiment of feminised metro-men: Blair, Cameron, Osborne, Clegg, Umunna, Mandelson. Remain appeals to their feminine preferences of consensus, inclusiveness, regulation, safety and caution.

Unfortunately, as Farage noted early on in this debacle, it is these kind of people who remain in charge. Approaching Brexit from the effete, establishment perspective has been a total disaster: although as a feminist she would hate to admit it, until now Theresa May has behaved like a submissive, even servile, woman to the dominant Alpha Males of Brussels. No gentlemen, they responded boorishly: what they did to her at Salzburg was the political equivalent of ‘Go and put the kettle on, luv’.

In response, what Britain requires is its own Trump. A hyper masculine man – or woman – who, at this late and desperate stage, can overcompensate for our feminine failures with another masculine characteristic – outright aggression. Readying ourselves for the fallback of WTO is far too passive: what the European Union fears is an ultra-competitive, free-wheeling Britain on its doorstep that would destroy the continental model.

Britain, should therefore, find its inner gangster, threatening the EU – and particularly the Irish – with the abolition of corporation tax for starters if they continue to be obstructive over the nonexistent border issue:

‘Nice tax advantage you’ve got there, Leo. What a shame if anything should happen to it. Perhaps you’d like to take out protection – I mean insurance. Now what was that about the border again?’

A UK-wide Canada ++++++++++ deal would be ours before you could say ‘drunker than a Juncker’.

That is precisely what Donald Trump would do, but sadly our timid, dithering Prime Minister and her funereal Chancellor can never be Ronnie and Reggie. They simply have to go, and be replaced by Brexiteers with the real cojones that the now-critical situation requires.

But who?

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Andrew Cadman
Andrew Cadman
IT Consultant who works and lives in the UK. He is @Andrewccadman on Parler.

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