Monday, 10 September 2018

When is enough, enough?

The nightmare is knocking at the door. The ultimate worst case scenario - everything that Better Together told us back in 2014 that only a No vote could protect us from -  is in the street, peering in through our windows, rattling our doors, about to get in. Boris Johnson as Prime Minister presiding over the hardest Brexit imaginable. It’s almost upon us. The next few weeks could be defining ones for us all. If Boris Johnson becomes leader of the Conservatives, it means that the Tories have, to use Johnson’s own widely condemned words, strapped a suicide belt around us all.

It’s not just that Johnson is a liar and a cheat. It’s not just that he is a serial philanderer with a history of treating women with contempt. It’s not just that he makes blatantly racist statements.  It’s not just that he has consistently lied about the EU.  It’s not just that he has been a global embarrassment every time he holds public office. It’s not just that he has no principles other than the advancement of his career. It’s not just that the only thing larger than his ego is his sense of entitlement. It’s not just that he could beat Donald Trump in a narcissism contest. It’s not just that he demands a fantasy Brexit without any concern for jobs, for the economy or for its effect on ordinary working people. It’s not just that he has no constructive plan, only a destructive one wrapped up in a Union Jack. It’s not just that you can list all those failings and shortcomings and the career of the boorish Johnson carries on unimpeded, which all by itself points to a deep and intractable structural failure at the very heart of the British political system.

It’s all those things and more. Boris Johnson is dangerous. Boris Johnson is how fascism will gain entry into the centre of the British establishment, as a “character”, masquerading as a cheeky chappy as he stirs up racism and xenophobia while cutting public services and privatising everything that’s not nailed down.

There are rumours swirling around Westminster that the hard line Brexitists could make a move against Theresa May within the next few weeks. They already have the number of MPs they require in order to trigger a leadership election but they’re only holding off because they’re uncertain that they have enough to topple May. Here we are, weeks away from the deadline when the UK needs to have a serious and credible proposal on Brexit to present to the EU in order not to crash out with no deal in March, and both the Conservatives and Labour are far more interested in settling political scores within their own parties than they are in avoiding the looming cliff edge.

It’s very easy to sit back, snarkily and sarcastically, demolishing the claims of politicians without offering any solutions yourself. It can be amusing and entertaining to play with words and to make ridiculous comparisons for comic effect. It is, after all, what I sometimes do in this blog. The difference, however, is that I don’t want to be Prime Minister and I don’t get paid £275,000 a year for it. That’s what the Daily Telegraph pays Boris Johnson for allowing him to use their newspaper as a platform for his political ambitions, polluting the body politic with his opportunistic careerism. His suicide vest column appeared in the Mail on Sunday, which no doubt has also paid him handsomely and which profits on the clicks, page views, and increased publicity which the controversy has generated for them. But what Boris Johnson doesn’t do is to tell us what he would do with the power that he so blatantly craves. That’s what is really offensive, plus the fact, as Johnson personifies, that the politics of the UK are determined and defined by those who crave power for power’s sake. Not by what the people need.

Theresa May, her Conservative Brexist opponents, and the Labour party, none of them have a plan for Brexit. Not one of them. That’s offensive. That’s what the media and the public should be getting upset about, not about a boorish careerist’s boorish choice of boorish words. What’s offensive is that the grouping of far right Conservatives who seek to bring down Theresa May’s government at a time of political uncertainty, as the Brexit clock is ticking to midnight, are still unable to agree on an alternative plan. What’s offensive is that even now, even at this time of crisis when time is running out, British political parties are still incapable of putting the interests of the people of the UK before their own naked political ambitions.

What’s really offensive here isn’t that Boris Johnson compared Theresa May’s Brexit strategy to strapping on a sucide vest, the real offensiveness is that over two years after the Brexit vote those who pushed for an exit from the EU still have no coherent plan. What’s offensive is that they’re telling us that contingency plans are being made to deal with social disturbances. What’s offensive is that the Labour party is tearing itself apart over the definition of anti-semitism when it’s the definition of leadership that they really ought to be worried about.

And what’s most offensive of all is that this shower of selfish careerists who substitute their ego for principles are telling us that they know best and we should trust them. The countdown is not just ticking away on Brexit, it’s also ticking away on the UK itself. There’s only so much offensiveness we can take: when is enough enough?

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