While our mop-topped leader adds another off-spring to the roster of nippers he can’t remember the names of… A very old soldier with a ‘can-do’ attitude has achieved more with his walking frame and a bit of gumption than all the lizards in Whitehall put together. Whatever practical accomplishments Colonel Tom has achieved (and 32 large ones for the NHS is no small beer) bears no comparison to the fact that he has provided something that for once the country can agree on and unite over… which is more than the Westminister politburo has achieved since the great flood.
Even the reptiles in Grub Street can’t raise a dissenting voice over the Colonel’s achievements and just for a moment there is a little bit of hope and wonder in the air that maybe we are not all waiting for a bunch of idiots to lead us to the wrong exit, while this kind of indomitable human spirit still exists. Not only in the embodiment of the newly promoted Colonel, but also the good folk on the front-lines all over the planet who keep on, keeping on. Makes me proud to be a human being for once – and I can’t say that everyday.
And then that childish lout Donald Trump tells everyone in the middle of a prayer meeting to drink bleach! And I am now thinking goodbye hope, farewell optimism we are – inevitably – after all doomed!
Bulk and The Devil 