The Rapier slices mercilessly into the Masque of Oligarchy.
“A FICTION THAT ELEVATES MY SOUL IS DEARER TO ME THAN A HOST OF BASE AND DESPICABLE TRUTHS”. PUSHKIN
Brutal Boris, Horrible Hunt, Mercenary Media and the Lamentable Leftlibs. All human strife is on show today, but real life remains behind the curtains.
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O to be in Englande now that Establishment civil war is here. My brief Blighty-pass will soon be at an end, but for once The Slog’s timing has been impeccable.
A senior Tory whip “who does not want to be named” is saying that the second frontrunner Boris Johnson shows any sign of heading towards NoDeal Brexit, “he will be toppled within days”. This is the same whip’s office that failed three times to get the BerlinerDiktat through the Commons, and the same tendency that was powerless over the last fortnight to stop BoJo romping home.
But that’s not the point, right? The point eeeez, right, yer Boris lacks bottle and is doomed to stumble into scandals involving wine-stains on the sofa. The swine.
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