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In God’s name, rid us of Johnson and the Putrid Parliament 

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ARE we finally seeing the sun setting on the short but inglorious reign of the confected creature that is our Prime Minister? I sincerely hope so.

The duplicitous manipulator-in-chief Alexander Boris de Pfeffel Johnson vividly demonstrates how badly degraded public life in this country has become.  

On Monday, he faced down the Commons after Sue Gray’s ‘update’ into ‘alleged gatherings’ on government premises during Covid restrictions was finally released, and left a trail of public confusion and disbelief. 

Gray’s investigation confirmed what the world already knew. Johnson and many of his team had regularly breached their own Covid lockdown regulations by partying into the wee small hours at 10 Downing Street. They neither feared the virus, nor felt any obligation to obey the rule of law that they were imposing on their fellow citizens. 

Furthermore, there were still questions about how many times the Prime Minister has misled or lied to Parliament (inadvertently, of course, Mr Speaker) about his knowledge of the events, or his presence at them.  

Feigning contrition, he repeated ‘I am sorry.’ He told the packed House and the public beyond that he ‘gets it … and will fix it.’  

He parried all blows from ‘the Opposition’ and even some from his own party, and rejected calls for his resignation by repeating the mantra and suggesting it would be improper not to ‘wait for the outcome of the police inquiry’. Proper process matters: no one could accuse him of not having a sense of humour. 

Gray’s ‘limited’ report provides a ‘general comment’ that cannot be ignored and that needs no further forensic investigation: ‘At least some of the gatherings in question represent a serious failure to observe not just the high standards expected of those working at the heart of government, but also of the standards expected of the entire British population at the time … there were failures of leadership and judgment by different parts of No 10 and the Cabinet Office at different times.’ 

She points to poor leadership, bad judgment and people operating without proper organisation or control; a culture of excessive drinking, and a blatant, almost systemic disregard for ‘the rules’.  

Despite being fettered by the Metropolitan Police inquiry, Gray nonetheless identifies a dysfunctional culture of entitlement, privilege, and a cavalier approach to ethics and public service – a total disdain for us ‘little people’: the philosophy of the Oxford Bullingdon Club writ large. 

She could be describing not only this particular group of uncivil servants – ‘incredibly hard-working’, according to Johnson – but the entire political class and their advisers, including the sociopaths of the Government scientific advisers Sage, at whose feet must fall a great deal of the responsibility for the harms and fear propaganda inflicted over the last two years.  

The Commons ‘debate’ was a tawdry example of the tacky pantomime that tries to pass itself off as a functioning democracy in action. Parliament is a poor, debased creature peopled by ‘elected representatives’ who are, to a man and a woman, self-serving, self-deceiving, dissolute, and evidently not very bright.  

Not one of Her Majesty’s Opposition, not even the ‘forensic’ brain that is Sir Keir Starmer, landed a single punch on bruiser Johnson, who ducked and weaved until knocking the wind out of the Labour front bench by accusing them of ‘excessive drug-taking’.  

We saw an unhealthy number of Conservative sycophants willing to take turns at putting their thumbs in the dyke, urging us to believe the Prime Minister is a ‘historic’ success who has ‘delivered Brexit’, overseen the ‘fastest-growing economy in the G7′, and ‘led the most successful vaccine and booster programme in the world’. Delusion on a grand scale. 

These useful idiots not only pinned medals on their hero’s chest, but took the opportunity to position him at the forefront of the West’s coming catastrophe – the battle against that Russian blighter Vladimir Putin. Jacob Rees-Mogg, ally to the Prime Minister and Leader of the Commons, shifted uncomfortably on the front bench, blushing in embarrassment.  

David Lammy, the shadow Foreign Secretary, said: ‘Amid a dangerous crisis threatening peace in Europe, a vital diplomatic opportunity has been missed as Boris Johnson scrambles to hold on to his job. These are the real-world consequences of a distracted prime minister unfit for office running a government in disarray.’  

A question for Mr Lammy and his comrades: Where have you been for the past two years?  

So we have ‘a government in disarray’, a Commons full of nodding heads, also-rans and placemen; a once-proud country sold for who knows what price; and a farce about drunken shenanigans that will continue to divert attention under cover of Dame Cressida Dick and her policepersons until another political distraction can be found.

Johnson and his merry band continue to deny a truth that is plain for all to see. They are caught, betrayed by hubris and the demonic revenge of a spurned Rasputin-like adviser, Dominic Cummings.  

No amount of ‘red meat’ thrown out to appease the sheeple will work. The entire Parcel of Rogues and their bag carriers and camp followers need to be removed. If ever a ‘Build Back Better’ was needed, it is in that place and now. 

To quote Oliver Cromwell’s Speech on his Dissolution of the Long Parliament given to the House of Commons on 20 April 1653 … 

‘It is high time for me to put an end to your sitting in this place, which you have dishonoured by your contempt of all virtue, and defiled by your practice of every vice; ye are a factious crew, and enemies to all good government; ye are a pack of mercenary wretches, and would, like Esau, sell your country for a mess of pottage, and like Judas betray your God for a few pieces of money. 

‘Is there a single virtue now remaining amongst you? Is there one vice you do not possess? Ye have no more religion than my horse; gold is your God; which of you have not barter’d your conscience for bribes? Is there a man amongst you that has the least care for the good of the Commonwealth? 

‘Ye sordid prostitutes, have you not defil’d this sacred place, and turn’d the Lord’s temple into a den of thieves, by your immoral principles and wicked practices? Ye are grown intolerably odious to the whole nation; you were deputed here by the people to get grievances redress’d, are yourselves gone! So! Take away that shining bauble there (the mace), and lock up the doors. 

‘In the name of God, go!’ 

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Kate Dunlop
Kate Dunlop
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