Well pigs might fly...
What is interesting
about the Daily Mail turning from savaging Jeremy Corbyn for one
week, and then assassinating David Cameron by mockery the next, is the
answer to the question : who benefits?
Clearly, a faction in
the Tory Party – which one? - feels so secure of crushing victory
in 2020 and beyond that they have calculated that they might as well
dispose of Cameron now as later...before the Labour party get it
together to assassinate Corbyn....
It's all turning into
early Shakespeare...or maybe Marlowe...or even Webster...A Revenge
Tragedy in any case.
The Tories as we know,
being...well Tories...are much better at the sudden stab in the dark
behind the Arras than are Labour...who get all caught up in stuff
like democracy (if not loyalty) like Hamlet getting stuck in the
curtains when he kills Polonius by mistake...(rather a silly old man
but he had to go)
Nothing new in
political parties hating their leaders either. I do remember
eavesdropping on a conversation between Glasgow Labour types (some
now enobled...one only recently redeeme'd) in a nice bar on the
Southside in 1994...on the day Blair was elected. The loyal comrades
at no time I was spying on them, ever referred to their new leader
without the prefix “that cunt”.
And David Cameron did
say in the recent election campaign that he intended to stand down
before 2020. Well, someone seems to feel that he should bring
forward his plans to retire and spend more time with his money. I
can't imagine it will break his heart.
As I say, the
interesting question is Qui Bono? To play the role of the Machievel
for a moment, I'd hazard that the feeling among the chaps in the
clubs (pig initiation optional) is that Boris has muffed his moment.
He stood for Parliament on the bet that the Tories would lose the
election and that Milliband would now be in number Ten propped up by
those ghastly Sweaties, and that he would have stepped in to save the
nation as leader of the opposition, a cut rate comedy Churchill
bumptiously setting about Old England's enemies...
No, the betting around
Whitehall and the Stately Homes of England this week will be that it
is another and entirely more sinister entity who will step into the
breach his good friend has so sadly vacated, licking the blood and
Cocaine off his teeth. Somebody who went away to China for a week the day before this happened, looking all Prime Ministerial while his friend looks like an idiot...Somebody with a line in carpets, as well as
other drapery. Like Richard the Third then, shuffling into the light
to disarmingly celebrate his own villainy.
And Lord Ashcroft might
get that cabinet post after all. What Brown did to Blair, and what Ed did his brother, are a comedy by comparison
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