Maybe by the year’s end only a tool or a Trump will consider climate change a conspiracy theory. Perhaps the BBC, which has started the year in scintillating form with Dracula and The Trial of Christine Keeler, can up its game and see off Tory calls to abolish it. Maybe England’s footballers can win the Euros and athletes like Kat Johnson-Thompson and Dina Asher-Smith can take Olympic gold in Tokyo. It’s certainly begun to lift me from a post-general election depression and given me an optimistic mindset for the year ahead. That all this optimistic piffle about unleashing our potential is a cruel mirage, put in context this week by The British Chambers of Commerce who said the economy is in “stagnation”. That his calls to protect the NHS will be exposed as a sham when his masters in Washington and the ERG tell him it’s up for sale. That rebellious Scots will make a mockery of his vow to unite the nation. Maybe soon they’ll suss that the Old Etonian, who claimed it was impossible to survive on an annual salary of £141,000, intends to party hard with his hedge-fund donors while they're outside scratching on the windows.īrian Reade: We've enjoyed a golden age of sport and TV in the past decade Let’s hope it’s the first of many shocks for the new breed of working-class Tory when they realise, like so many before them, that they’ve been done up like the Florentine-style kipper he’s currently being served in his colonial four-poster bed. This time next year Rodney, we’ll all be millionaires in Mustique. I loved it because it confirmed that the self-proclaimed “Prime Minister for everyone” is already reverting to type by shafting all of those Labour supporters whose vote he asked for so he could “level up the country”. Sent, that is, from a hammock in the elitist private playground of Mustique, where Princess Margaret used to retreat to sneer from afar at the shivering plebs back home who were grafting to fund her opulent lifestyle. I don't know about you but I loved that New Year message of national unity sent to us by our beloved leader.
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