I’m not going to write about Boris Johnson today. Like many people I can’t bear to watch this psychodrama any longer. We had Brexit, then the pandemic and now the tortured collapse of a Prime Minister’s dream while he clings, nails scratching across the door of No10 as the rumble of the Panzers coming to take him out get louder.
The last five years have been divisive and traumatic. Mental health for many is at an all-time low and money slips ever faster through our pockets as the cost of living soars. Those promises of a bountiful Brexit belong to another era, a sunlit land of taking back control before Covid literally ripped apart the world we knew. And for Johnson, this new dawn doesn’t suit his style of leadership, despite his many qualities.
