Well, I told you so. Back in the summer of 2019, I posted several blogs pointing out that Boris Johnson, then vying to become leader of the Conservative party and therefore prime minister, was a serial liar and an opportunistic narcissist, entirely unfit to govern the country.
Now we have seen the unedifying spectacle of the Tories turning on a wounded colleague and eviscerating him alive, everyone seemingly having forgotten the landslide victory that—make no mistake--he, with his undoubted brilliant campaigning style and winning personality, won for them. And, irony of ironies, many of his erstwhile colleagues now accuse him of failing to deliver the sort of B****t that was promised, and that he, virtually singlehanded from his campaigning brought about!
Undeniably Johnson has had some major issues to deal with in his premiership, but that comes with the job title and these problems have affected every other country on the planet. In the world at large—and with the possible exception of Ukraine—he is seen as a clown and a joke leader. But his government’s plan to break the international treaty on the Northern Ireland Protocol, signed by him not many months ago, really is no joke. Britain’s reputation for probity and the rule of law has been trampled into the dust.
But with all of that, it was the prime minister's casual disregard for the truth and his personal integrity, or rather the entire absence of it, that has brought him down. We now face a real crisis in this country with an economy in free fall, inflation pushing double figures, and much of the population wondering how on earth they will keep themselves warm this winter. Instead of some really difficult decisions being taken now, the government is paralysed—short of more than fifty ministers—and we face several months of a bad-tempered leadership contest with God knows who running the country in the meantime.
Note added after Johnson's resignation speech outside No 10:
He was forced out by the herd mentality of Tory MPs ... He tried to persuade them not to, but to no avail. No mention of any fault on his side; no contrition, remorse, or humility. Delusional narcissist to the end.
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