Mostly, Librium Liz wanted to pay tribute to herself. Her successor spoke like a banker
It’s getting to be a habit. The Tories are spinning through their Rolodex of possible leaders like it’s going out of style. Hoping against hope that they eventually come up with someone who isn’t a sociopathic narcissist and can be relied on not to crash the economy.
Competence is now a distant dream for all of us. All we can aspire to is someone who looks the part and is vaguely plausible. Someone who is bound to fail. But will fail in a more acceptable, establishment way. A failure who will make most people poorer but won’t frighten the financial markets. The right kind of disaster. The acceptable face of uncompassionate Conservatism.
