I feel I really ought to say something about recent events in the corridors of power (as they once were, before the financial markets and the media took command). But what is there left to say? Perhaps the most depressing aspect of it all is that it seems to have left no humans standing. Hunt, Sunak and Starmer – and indeed La Truss – are clearly CGI simulations, as are most of those around them. I have a suspicion Kwarteng might possibly be a human (at least he was a classicist rather than yet another PPE product), but now we'll never know. It could well be that Boris Johnson, for all his only too evident faults, was the last human in British politics. Which is why his lot were elected with such a thumping majority, and why they'll lose next time, and why no one really cares any more...
Maybe it really is time for the resurgent SDP (the party Rod Liddle's always on about) to sweep to power?
On a happier note, today is the birthday of the great illustrator and bringer of joy Edward Ardizzone (born 1900), who gets mentioned quite often on this blog. I have fond memories of this exhibition from six years ago.
Tho' also a notable PPE, the only man that regularly crops-up in the Westminster dreamworld I inhabit is Rory Stewart. He is capable of all the conversational gymnastics of Boris, without the attendant calumniation and mendacity. The painting-by-numbers, speaking clock that is Mary Elizabeth Truss will, of course, be long gone, probably by next week-end. Come on Rory - your country needs you.
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