Watching the right’s line take shape around Dominic Raab, the former deputy prime minister and justice secretary, over the weekend was almost beautiful; so coordinated, so graceful, like synchronised swimming. He wasn’t a bully, he was a tough taskmaster, as ministers must be. He wasn’t brought down by his own behaviour, but by the Blob. It wasn’t even about one man; nobody is safe from the woke army, not even Suella Braverman, who is surely next in the Blob’s sights, even though she seems so … nice? (This bit of the argument was underdeveloped.)
Despite the fact that this is definitely not about Raab the man – this is a war, not a duel – Raab is nevertheless at the centre of the action, trenchantly making his case, a middle-aged action hero in the Liam Neeson tradition, the only man who will take on the vast invisible forces of liberals to save his precious constitution.
