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Forget long knives and the blonde knives...

This was 'the night of the son of Stanley knives'.

 I got my Bojo Workin'

 

 

Alexander Boris de Pfeffel Johnson is certainly a name to conjure with though making it vanish is not within the gift of any magician since the name holder is more concerned with an audience than the conjurer.

This week has seen the opposite outcomes for two very different kinds of Establishment fantasists and self-promotional attention seekers. Yesterday proved to be ‘downfall day’ for ‘Carl-every-Westminster-connected-Establishment-figure-is-an-abuser-Beech (aka known as ‘Nick’); while yesterday ‘Boris-every-Brussels-connected-Establishment-figure-is-an abuser-of-the-UK-Johnson’ (aka known as ‘Bozo’) will be declared Prime Minister of Great Britain and Northern Ireland. How strange are the webs of fantasy we weave and how different can be their outcomes.

But our subject under examination is ‘Bozo’ Johnson - a superficially amiable person, with a quip for every occasion and a passion to lead his country as burning as his hero Winston Churchill and his unacknowledged yet influential role model, father Stanley Patrick Johnson. 

This very English sounding name belies the fact that ‘Stan’s’ grandfather, Ali Kemel was a minister of the interior in the last Ottoman empire government until his assassination in 1922. On his grandmother’s side of the paternal family lines lies the Von Pfeffels and on the maternal line the Arnous-Rivières. Quite a weighty heritage for one obsessed with driving the country of his family’s adoption out of the trade and diplomatic link to Europe. Yes, our Bozo is quite a card.

 

From such a favoured background Bozo was naturally plugged into the Private School Education system (confusingly known as ‘Public School system). It seems the young fella was bullied, a natural and common enough event as preparation for membership of the “Bullingdon Club” , an exclusive club for the hooligan element in the ‘Toff’ class and thus a good apprenticeship for ruling others. This model served the interests of maintaining order in the British Empire for at least two centuries so why change a winning formula?

A certain David Cameron-‘Dave’ to his friends to show possession of  the ‘common touch’ was a contemporary of Bozo’s in the Bullingdon Club and a fellow pupil, two years Bozo’s junior at Eton. Both went to Oxford, naturally and both set their sights on high office through a career in politics.

But first Bozo secured a journalistic  job covering the EU in Brussels where his maverick father Stan was also a Conservative MEP. Both shared a xenophobic satirical amusement at the ways of the EU bureaucracy and-considering their family roots-a strange, biased contempt for anything not British. To be exact anything not English for Stan and Bozo have shown not the least interest or comprehension of the divers cultural elements making up the United Kingdom-the migrants from the former Imperial nations and the sovereign nation of Scotland. Thus the historical division of Ireland and the violence of the sectarian elements in that country are both beyond their ken and desire to ken.

Alas, it was as a journalist in Brussels that Bozo showed his inclination to get a laugh at any price, especially when presenting facts and truths when distortion and prejudice of behalf of ‘Little England’ would serve him much better.

Max Hastings,His editor on the Daily Telegraph for whom he was working recently wrote:

“I have known Johnson since the 1980s, when I edited the Daily Telegraph and he was our flamboyant Brussels correspondent. I have argued for a decade that, while he is a brilliant entertainer who made a popular maître d’ for London as its mayor, he is unfit for national office, because it seems he cares for no interest save his own fame and gratification.Tory MPs have launched this country upon an experiment in celebrity government, matching that taking place in Ukraine and the US”

Hastings sacked him.

However, taking Nietzsche’s precept to heart that “what doesn’t kill me makes me stronger” was Bozo dismayed? Not at all. His “own fame and gratification” as Hastings observed is indeed his driver.

He has set his sights years ago on the top political job in the country- his old Etonian chums ‘Dave’ was its incumbent. When ‘Dave’ announced a Referendum over continuing membership of the EU (as a means to neutralise his ‘militant Europhobe tendency’) Bozo saw his chance. Adored by some in his party for the synthetic creation of his ‘disorganised and dishevelled’ persona (concealing a calculating ego of psychopathic dimensions) he took an opposite path to ‘Dave’ and supported ‘Leave’. Leave won with huge amounts of still undisclosed donations, lies, distortions and exaggerations Bozo’s stock in trade.

Now he has seen off a second Oxford educated Tory Prime Minister and stands at the threshold of power. Well done Boris? Not at all, here is the triumph  of a reptilian creature whose bravado, self belief, shameless pursuit of self interest and strategy is matched only in the play-book of the likes of Machiavelli, Lenin, Mao, Rasputin and a host of other darker ‘power movers’ from the swamp in human history.

“Be Afraid, Be Very Afraid” the tag-line to the 1986 movie “The Fly” comes to mind. A fly-man is coming to a cinema near you and taking your country in directions you could never imagine and he has no idea about.

“Project fear” has finally revealed it face in Bozo ‘Babyface’ Johnson, Prime Minister of Great Britain and Northern Ireland. And the other fantasist Carl Beech? Well he’s going to be banged-up for life. 

You don’t just make a fool of the political elite and its Establishment and think you can get away with it, do you?

Doh! We all have much more sense than that and saw Beech coming years ago…….