As UK politics has been a circus for four years since the coalition government ended, it is only right that we now have a genuine clown as ringmaster.
I have written enough about Alexander Boris de Piffel Johnson over the past few months and years, so will not dwell on him. But it is the shower of shite he will bring in as his cabinet that will hurt, MPs who have, time and time again show themselves unsuitable for any kind of office, even a fucking post office. Yet these shits will be in high office.
However, at the end of the day, the same choices await the new PM, if he is invited to form a Government today, that faced May. Deal, no deal or no Brexit. Either one will be breaking a promise he has made, so will be interesting.
In March, Brexit and reality came face to face with each other, and reality won. The same will happen in October, but some will be dogmatically made enough to embrace no deal. Whatever the cost to the country and people.
Since March, Brexiteers have fallen back on the same lies they told before, that the WA can be reopened, and the EU needs us more than we need them. If that was true, Brexit would have happened.
And yet, here we are.
Chaos is coming.
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