RE: Brexit or Breaksit?
07-11-2019, 02:49 PM (This post was last modified: 07-11-2019, 02:53 PM by Dartz.)
07-11-2019, 02:49 PM (This post was last modified: 07-11-2019, 02:53 PM by Dartz.)
I'm really having a hard time trying to put my thoughts together on the last week or so.
First, we have the whole devolution issue in the North where the DUP first used a quirk of the North's political process to block certain marital and reproductive reforms, before then blocking the parliament when someone tried to call them on the whole cash-for-ash thing - and so eventually Westminster got so pissed at them and their unwillingness to govern that they basically imposed same-sex marriage recognition and abortion rights on the North - but only on the provision that the Stormont assembly hasn't reformed by October 21st.
Arlene Foster is now faced with a choice between Evolution or Devolution.
The next thing is the looming inevitability of a Boorish Johnson as PM. Like, holy fuck. Without even being elected by the people and solely as the whim of the a few rich toffs. And who has, oif course, promised to intentionally porogue the parliament to prevent any blocking of Brexit.
And who merrily threw an innocent civil servant under the bus. I mean seriously - everyone knows that the whole purpose of an ambassador is to give an honest and frank assesment of a state's political leadership - but someone specifically orchestrated this particular mandarin's ousting to the point where his specific sassesments of Donald Trump were made public in a manner sure to rile up Donald Trump and just in time for Boorish to throw him under the bus in the middle of a public debate.
More amusing than that - as utterly detestable as his actions were in this act of publically betraying a civil servant - half the votes have already been cast and there's no take-backsies.
So. Boris Johnson - who puts the whims of a mewling dotard above the honest functioning of his own government - will be Prime Minister of Britain. I mean, what ambassador will dare do their duty when they know the wims of a foreign leader come first?
And look what's back....
The Blight. In Blighty. It'll do fuckall harm in the modern world but, y'know, there's something beautifully fuckin poetic in that.
First, we have the whole devolution issue in the North where the DUP first used a quirk of the North's political process to block certain marital and reproductive reforms, before then blocking the parliament when someone tried to call them on the whole cash-for-ash thing - and so eventually Westminster got so pissed at them and their unwillingness to govern that they basically imposed same-sex marriage recognition and abortion rights on the North - but only on the provision that the Stormont assembly hasn't reformed by October 21st.
Arlene Foster is now faced with a choice between Evolution or Devolution.
The next thing is the looming inevitability of a Boorish Johnson as PM. Like, holy fuck. Without even being elected by the people and solely as the whim of the a few rich toffs. And who has, oif course, promised to intentionally porogue the parliament to prevent any blocking of Brexit.
And who merrily threw an innocent civil servant under the bus. I mean seriously - everyone knows that the whole purpose of an ambassador is to give an honest and frank assesment of a state's political leadership - but someone specifically orchestrated this particular mandarin's ousting to the point where his specific sassesments of Donald Trump were made public in a manner sure to rile up Donald Trump and just in time for Boorish to throw him under the bus in the middle of a public debate.
More amusing than that - as utterly detestable as his actions were in this act of publically betraying a civil servant - half the votes have already been cast and there's no take-backsies.
So. Boris Johnson - who puts the whims of a mewling dotard above the honest functioning of his own government - will be Prime Minister of Britain. I mean, what ambassador will dare do their duty when they know the wims of a foreign leader come first?
And look what's back....
The Blight. In Blighty. It'll do fuckall harm in the modern world but, y'know, there's something beautifully fuckin poetic in that.
Oh sweet meteor of death
Fall upon us.
Deliver us in fire
To Peace everlasting.
Fall upon us.
Deliver us in fire
To Peace everlasting.