Slow The Fuck Down...

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Oh, how woeful is the attention span of so many of us today. It's tragic how the dopamine rush of the AI-mediated instant gratification of social media and next-day delivered goods has severed us from the grit and shit of the actual realities of life. The knock on effects of this shift in human consciousness can be seen daily in the febrile arena of realpolitik and its ancillary bullshit. There is actually a reason for four and five year government terms, as oh-so-terribly-long as they might seem to those more used to 'reacting' in milliseconds to just about anything that crosses their event-awareness thresholds.

The current trend is that Nigel Farage and his band of demented fuckwits are preparing the ground for government, and that the current one - Labour - could soon face an early General Election, leaving the path clear for them. Christ Almighty, we are four years away from the next national voting round and Labour still has a crushing majority that absolutely precludes any notion of an early election. But the press and the internet pundits have made their mind up; the mis-steps and realpolitik blunders [admittedly] made by Starmer's government have sounded its death knell, and we should prepare for a new regime led by a fantasist disruptor from the Home Counties: a posh boy who pretends to be a man of the people.

Farage's entire schtick - and it is exactly that - is to stir up trouble, make money in the confusion and bail out when he tires of the situation. He's a user, a charlatan and a fraud: a political Loki who thrives on other people's misfortunes. Fortunately for us, he's no closer to absolute power now than he was at the time of Brexit. Whatever you think of the current government's mishandling of things at the moment, just think on: they are the only bulwark remaining preventing the absolute chaos that would ensue should Farage, and heaven forfend, a Reform/Conservative coalition take power. As I've said before, I think Farage will bail before then out of sheer boredom and the lure of immediate money; but as I got Donald Trump's return so woefully wrong, having written him off after his failed attempts at inciting insurrection, I don't take the threat of a right wing retrenchment over here lightly any more, as stupid, facile and vacuous as they appear at present...

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