My relationship with Boris has been similar to my relationship with an ex-wife.
After many years as a single man I finally thought I had discovered the love of my life – that this was the person I wanted to spend the rest of my life with – so we made it all legal and got married and for a little while after that nothing really changed that would make me think anything was wrong . . . maybe one or two small episodes but I ignored them. After the honeymoon period was over, little changes in character and behaviour started to appear that I was not aware of before – this would continue and before I knew it I had become isolated and controlled – these glimpses of the real person behind the projected image were all little red flags and I chose to ignore them – I kept thinking I was overreacting and imagining things and that it was me who had the problem . . . or so this person would repeatedly tell me. But still the warning flags kept reappearing and the mask kept slipping but for much longer periods, now exposing the real person underneath the charade. All the signs were telling me to get out now, you fool, run for the hills – this person is not who they claim to be – believe what you see in front of your eyes and not what they are telling you to believe – they are no good for you – their harmful actions and manipulative behaviour are a real danger.
Well, I won’t bore everyone with the rest but it took ten years for that penny finally to drop, and now I find myself having the same suspicions regarding my relationship with Boris Johnson – the Conservative leader of my dreams – the PM that I was going to spend a good part of my life with – I even made it all legal and voted for him too. But alas, the red flags started to appear and again I chose to ignore them – I’d convince myself that it’s probably me, I’m imagining things, I’m over-reacting – what do I know? Good ole Boris – he knows exactly what he is doing, he’s playing a clever game of politics – yes, that’s it – the lockdowns, the curfews, the talk of vaccines, muzzle-wearing and social distancing laws, the threats to use the Army if I didn’t behave myself and do as I was told – yes, it’s all part of a much bigger game plan, a distraction while he quietly dislodges Britain from the clutches of the EU. After all, Boris has promised to get Brexit done, he’s an intelligent man, so I think his intentions are good and this pandemic madness we are all experiencing right now must all mean something, right? But then the nagging doubts begin to surface again. I know something is very wrong – the red flags are appearing all over the place but I refuse to acknowledge them because I can’t bear to think that I have been duped again after years of being in the political wilderness without a party or a leader to vote for.
Thankfully I’m not alone and some people are now wising up to the our man in Number Ten – but unfortunately I still think the vast majority out there are unaware that we have an insidious manipulating gaslighting narcissistic megolamaniac running the country. Unfortunately by the time they do realise what a colossal mistake we have made it will be far too late and the damage would have been done.