Remember the innocent bygone days of, say, several months ago when Dems were snug in their cradles secure in the fact that the president was going to fall from power once his subservience to Putin was uncovered?
Gee, the recollection kind of brings rolling tears of schadenfreude to your eyes, huh?
But then their traitor, before then their savior, Bob Mueller had to ruin all the fun and actually come to a logical and fact-based conclusion in his report. The roaring and gnashing of teeth when that happened was almost comparable to that holy night in November of 2016 when a smug little world came crashing down upon the assembled pointy heads at the Javits Center.
However, take heed! The frivolity is not gone. Just moved a tad far afield.
As there was never any collusion, though the media and their Dem masters did their best to fake it, so tonight in London a couple literally arguing over red wine spilled on a sofa (I am not making this up) has been turned into a general indictment on the character and fitness for office of Trump ally, and favorite to become the new prime minister, Boris Johnson.
Last week he had a five-minute kerfuffle with his girlfriend over the spill. Yes, again, he just spilled a glass of wine. Voices were raised. This happened right after he made the final cut of two to run for PM. His very left-wing neighbors (that should teach him the consequences of living close to Bolshies) quickly got out their phones, recorded as much of it as they could, and called the cops. The cops came, found nothing wrong, found both Boris and galpal Carrie Symonds made up and in fine spirits, found no one injured, apologized to the couple and left. No charges of any kind were contemplated or brought.
But by the press coverage, and by the reaction of his anti-Brexit (Boris is very pro-Brexit) opponents who back his rival Jeremy Hunt (who is anti-Brexit) you’d think he’d beaten her like a rug. The establishment papers, not to mention the left-wing Guardian who the lefty neighbors called as soon as they could, are trying to make something out of nothing. Yes, Trump is owned by the Russians and Boris Johnson is a wine-spilling misogynist maniac intent on infecting the whole UK with bad glass handling manners. Or, at least the headlines say so.
The real reason they are after him, just as the actual reason they were after Trump, is that he could bring legitimate conservative government in the national interest to a nation for too long run by bungling bureaucrats and establishment toadies.
They are so desperate to stop Brexit they will clutch at even a household mishap. What next? He’s not qualified to be PM because he left the toilet seat up?
If Boris plays it right, tells the tabloid press to naff off and defends a citizen’s right to privacy, and Carrie makes a nice appearance at his side, all this will blow over and the left and their Vichy allies will have lost there just like they lost here.
If not, the Brexit-voting UK and supposedly pro-Brexit Tories may have another anti-Brexit PM. If so, and their own party rank and file are that stupid and easily conned, they bloody deserve whatever befalls them.
The next week or so will tell the tale on this chapter. The final vote is in about three weeks.