The hurricane is still roaring through, the battle has raged, and the wounded are dragging their broken bodies off the field. That field is now strewn with the corpses as assassinations, toxic emails, political manoeuvring and ruthless callous knifings have ravaged careers.
Cameron heads off, singing, towards his chosen future with hopes of having Johnson, Gove and IDS’s knives painlessly removed from his back. Osborn licks his wounds and looks to realign himself after his coronation was tantalisingly ripped from his grasp. Boris still has Gove’s sword sticking out of his chest and by leaving the field has opened himself up to jeers of cowardice and duplicity. Gove has been revealed as the snivelling weasel he has always been and has more knives in him than a porcupine has spines. Leadsom is left reeling from the vitriol poured upon her as the full force of Tory bullying was brought to bear.
We now hear that Jaws signature tune playing as the extreme right-wing sharks circle the corpse and Fox, IDS, Hunt and Davies look to exploit the chaos and set their own unpleasant agendas.
Meanwhile, like an escapee from Narnia, the Ice-Queen – the Queen of May, presides over the boiling hatred and division.
Who could have written this? The House of Cards did not begin to touch on the political intrigue and viciousness. This has been the House of Tarot Cards where Death – Major Arcana – rules.
I predict more blood is yet to flow. We haven’t even started on the economic fall-out – the coming recession – or the havoc of EU withdrawal. The hatred will likely become white hot and the incandescence will scorch many more yet. It may well take generations to seal rifts created by such deep wounds and levels of betrayal and extreme nastiness.
The Nasty Party has sure lived up to its epithet; it’s nastiness has only been exceeded by it’s folly.
Has anyone been thinking about the future of the country?
