Stardate – 22nd December 2020. Location – briefing room in 10 Downing Street. Boris Johnson’s friend, the £100,000 a year Press Secretary Allegra Stratton, is hosting a rehearsal for a press conference. And she has a good laugh about the Number 10 staff party, saying “there was definitely no social distancing”, whilst colleagues joked about “cheese and wine”. Nearly 500 people died of Covid that day despite Johnson effectively ‘cancelling Christmas’ for everyone else, but not for his friends. For how much longer will people put up with this clown car government, led by the biggest clown of all, Johnson?
We’re still in the realms of the unknown with the new strain of Covid but if it turns out that it is a very bad one, more transmissible and less resistant to vaccines, good luck to Johnson is he imposes restrictions on the rest of us. As we all know, it’s one rule for Johnson and another for the rest of us.
Now, we know only too well the consequences of having a journalist, and not a particularly good one, as leader of the country. And not only is Johnson a poor journalist, he’s a serial liar, a chancer, a huckster and a narcissist. The ‘Good Old Boris’ days are long gone for most of us. The Christmas party scandal taking place below Johnson’s flat while the rest of us were social distancing from our loved ones has surely unsealed the deal with the public.
All at a time when we learn that experts – those bloody experts, eh? – have suggested that the Pfizer vaccine may be up to 40 times less effective against the variant.
Love ‘Boris’ or hate him – and what could possibly attract anyone to the millionaire Boris Johnson? – he’s a wrong ‘un and if we have another Covid disaster this winter, his head should be on the block. Actually, it should be anyway.
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