I’m not good at blogging, let’s face it. How long’s it been since my last confession? Christ on a bike! Getting on for two years, that’s how long.
To be fair, I did get a couple of draft posts in the bag, but I fret so long about style and structure that things move on. One draft was about anti-covid masks and HMG having needlessly abandoned the requirement to wear them when that, surely, was the least onerous of precautions. But when did that happen? Last July. And before I could finish the post, they’d reintroduced mask-wearing in the pre-Christmas Omicron panic. Mind, the rules were scarcely being enforced, anyway, at least from what I could see on trains and in supermarkets – but by the time I’d waded into a new post on that topic, the agenda moved on yet further as it became apparent that Boris Johnson and his staff, as far back as the first Big Lockdown (when, be it remembered, vaccinations were still but a pipedream) were cheerfully disregarding their own Covid rules and throwing a whole string of office parties at Number 10. Well, I didn’t even start a draft about that. I mean, there was certainly time, cos yer man made time, seemingly happy to drag the thing out till Doomsday, just as long as he could carry on calling himself Prime Minister. First he said there'd be no comment till we’d had Sue Gray’s report (cos he needs an independent civil servant to tell him whether he broke the rules he made himself), and then no comment till the Met have done their report (they having only lately started investigating, despite having officers constantly on duty outside No.10 during the Party Season). And then, of course, Russia started building up troops on the border with Ukraine, and the PM was jetting off everywhere to try and save the world; consequently, it looks, at the time of writing, as if he’s gonna get away with it. And d’you know what? I’m not now sure if that’s a good or a bad thing if he keeps his job. On the one hand he’s totally unprincipled and unfit to be Prime Minister. On the other hand, he’s totally unprincipled and therefore just possibly better to have as Prime Minister than some doctrinaire Tory who’d want to enact more Thatcherite "small-state" policies. On the third hand, being someone with no principles, he’s just as likely as not to wake up one morning with a wizard whim to enact those very small-state Thatcherite policies he spurned when he was on the other side of the sixpence.
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AuthorRobert Cohen – a man in showbiz so stepp’d in that, should he wade no more, to go back were as tedious as go o’er. These are among his musings. Archives
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