Boris the Pizza Delivery Guy.

The only positive out of all this is Boris now has more than enough rope to hang himself. After Corbyn lost the narrative, (he doesn’t even understand the concept), he was more like a bank manager attempting an open mic stand up contest against Tommy Cooper. “I have a document here that…” against, “Just like that, hahaha”, or a computer expert explaining how to get rid of a Windows ‘Error code: 8000327’ to 99.9% of the public. Maybe Dom Cummings even got the power of the three-word narrative from Tommy. Even ‘You’re a twat’ would have percolate better into our language than some fully costed squirrel training policy. So here we are on Friday the 13^th chanting we got Brexit done, ‘we did it!’ We finally got the baby out of the bathwater by smashing the fucking bath to bits. (new one on back order because it’s made in Belgium) but does Boris, our real live Pinocchio, have the promises to keep the baby warm? Well yes but delivery is another matter. Like Chamberlain Boris’s successes aren’t worth the waved note they’re printed on. He will succeed by capitulation, which isn’t a difficult prediction to make because on its own the UK has as much clout on the world stage as say Wales. Maybe our only hope is the Conservative Party. It’s still split and it may recognise which side its electorate bread is buttered. Even in the midst of this success it’s still prone to the biggest backlash since the end of WWII. Its progress to the 2020 cut off and an EU trade deal is far from a shoe in and a quick US trade deal will be straight out of the disaster politics playbook. So will Boris break the habit of a lifetime and deliver and/or will the Labour Party find an Obama type leader who can deliver a three word narrative like, “Just like that, hahaha”? For some strange reason I feel far more optimistic than I thought I would, due in no small part to the size of Corbyn’s disastrous defeat.