Nothing has changed, to borrow Theresa May’s infamous mantra.
She’s still doomed, her Brexit plan damned and Britain leaving Europe remains a divisive national disaster.
Nothing has changed when next week’s crucial vote in Parliament could be postponed again and a PM who is denying people another vote might push for her own in the House of Commons.
In her TV interview, the clacking of the PM’s necklace beads was the death rattle of an inadequate leader at a seismic moment for the UK.
Honesty could offer May salvation, but she is hell-bent on following the Brown Brexit Road to a sticky end.
When this vicar’s daughter condemns children to foodbank charity she is no brave Dorothy, the sweet star of The Wizard of Oz.
Manipulative May cynically cloaks her personal survival as public duty and obstinately trudges towards a Blackmail Brexit she knows would impoverish and weaken Britain.
Nothing has changed when she would not vote for her own Tory mess in a referendum. Finding a way forward is difficult if not impossible.
On the Right, there’s the Blindfold Brexit fanaticism of the Tory and UKIP Boris Johnsons and Nigel Farages while Labour is led by an ingrained Euro-sceptic in Jeremy Corbyn.
If the March 29 deadline for Britain quitting the EU is suspended, then the Brextremists must own the “betrayal” because their £350million lies and false promises would be to blame.
The Brextremist liars are already costing us a fortune in NHS fridges, customs officials, empty lorries trundling around Kent, phantom ferries, dredged ports, renegotiated air deals, lost investment, squeezed living standards and economic growth.
The time, energy and money squandered on the madness of Brexit so that plastic patriots can wave blue passports printed by a French company on Dependence Day is the gravest folly since the Second World War.
May could stop it all, stand up and declare what was promised cannot be delivered. And now that we know the truth, the people should be allowed to decide.
But she won’t do it. Instead, she will put her own interests and those of the Tory Party first – which will deservedly earn her the contemptuous scorn of future generations.
Put Tories in charge of the Epiphany celebrations and Chris Grayling would’ve booked camels from a firm with no animals and Sajid Javid ordered Border Force to detain the three wise men.
A Tory MP told me Defence Secretary Gavin Williamson is loving Failing Grayling struggling at Transport and The Saj in the Home Office. It leaves him, Private Pike, only the third worst Cabinet Minister.
TOO LITTLE TOO LATE
Nobody listens any more when the Conservative Government pretends it’s saving the NHS because everybody knows Tory austerity’s crippled our most precious public service.
The £20billion extra by 2024 promised again today by the Prime Minister is barely enough to keep pace with growing demand, never mind repair the terrible damage inflicted by the nine-year most-ruthless spending squeeze in NHS history.
Repeatedly missing accident and emergency, cancer and operation targets with waiting lists growing to 4.3 million and 100,000-plus job vacancies is a sick record for the Tories.
If May wants a pat on the back, I suggest she do it herself then book a physiotherapy appointment to repair the dislocated shoulder.
It’d be a toss-up for which comes first: the physio or her ousting from No 10.
Lib Dems predict a race to succeed Vince Cable between Jo Swinson and Layla Moran. Swinson’s tainted as a former minister, while Moran is a newbie. My snout fears they be Lib Dumbs and pick Swinson.
POINT OF DISORDER #1
What’s called “entrepreneurs’ relief” is an unjustifiable tax gift to a wealthy few, demonstrating we’re not all in this together.
Letting speculators bank £10million tax free from selling businesses is unjust when grafters on, say, £30,000 a year pay 32% income tax and national insurance.
The Resolution Foundation thinktank calculates the scheme will cost us £3.9billion by 2024 – with three-quarters pocketed by just 5,000 people.
Let’s end a charity for the rich dressed up as rewarding success when it’s redistributing money from the many to an opulent few.
POINT OF DISORDER #2
It’s time for bus operators to pay fairly after decades of fat profits since Thatcher flogged public companies.
I’ve an inkling many North East England travellers will sympathise with striking drivers in Len McCluskey’s Unite union this week when Arriva Durham services don’t turn up.
High fares mean they know bus privatisation’s taking us all for a ride.
US socialist Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez, 29, is showing how to beat Donald Trump’s hate-filled fanatics.
Upwards of 18 million enjoying a clip of the youngest ever Congresswoman cheekily dancing outside her Washington office is backfiring on smarmy enemies who released old film of “Sandy” performing at university.
Now Dirty “grab them by the p***y” Don, remind us again why you’re shutting down America when you promised Mexico would pay for the stupid £4billion Wall?
Saving free TV licences for 4.5 million over-75s is next after a backlash forced Work Secretary Amber Rudd to delay dumping three million claimants on Universal Discredit.
The choice for chinless Culture Secretary Jeremy Wright is, does he pull the plug on an unfair cut the easy or hard way?
Eco-warrior Greater Manchester Mayor Andy “Swampy” Burnham for capping frackers poisoning our environment
Sidelined Tory Brexit Secretary Stephen Barclay for proving less use than a nine shilling note