Is This August Dismal Or Is It Me?
I suspect, like many who voted for Brexit, the euphoric victory is looking somewhat tattered. Sure it's August and the Establishment is pouring their ill gotten millions of our dosh into the sunspots and exotic locations across the globe their current fashion dictates. Pictures abound of Sir Green and his huge floating palace alongside a porky and vengeful Camoron on a break prior to his next bout of two fingered gestures post his "honours" PR disaster.
It is rather ironic that this privileged man ran his short Premiership barely months as a majority Government when his erstwhile PR management deserted him. Without that weird collection of Cyril Smith acolytes, led by Clegg, to blame any paucity of decency in Government, he dropped a mega clanger immediately.
Add his lies about staying on post the vote, buoyed by his certainty of victory, via vote rigging, his total acceptance of a fear campaign and the eventual disaster he presided over for his own career, one wonders how he survived as long as he did. it remains to be seen if his chosen successor will be any better.
The omens are not good and I feel this August annual shut down of the rich and powerful is clouded by the fear and anxiety that Mrs May may not be a PM of her word like most of her predecessors. Chubby Cam a leader of such treasonable people. Matters such as this likely to be quietly ignored by the MSM, chatterati and the newly selected PM.
Furthermore this invoking of Article 50 delay is hardly that which 17,410,742 expected when the leave majority was declared. All the excuses about taking our time are just pathetic. Since it is supposedly a minimum of two years to complete why any delay in kicking it off?
Just as dismaying and dismal are the reports of foot dragging and civil service probable collusion to thwart, with Sir Humphrey style arrogance, the new Ministry for Brexit, led by David Davis. This kind of stuff, if such an article is to be believed and I think it is, is but one hint of the dirty tricks to come. Dismal isn't it?
Then there is Carney's act of sabotage in reducing interest rates and printing money. Every single pound produced devaluing those in existence. It's a cunning way of deflating individual incomes without any immediate awareness. Probably circa several years. Just as it was done after the banking crash of 2008.
Here we are, eight years on, now feeling the effects. A huge drop in petrol prices hardly felt anymore. Cost of living rising steadily and any savings in mortgage or loan interest long gone when stacked against low wage rises and stubborn energy costs. Then we have the monstrous, out of control NHS costs. The crippling 20% VAT a drag anchor and the ever open mouth of civil service and government salaries and pension costs.
Yup, it's all very dismal. The one bright shining star of Brexit now flickering and pale as the Establishment continue to mask its glow. A new PM probably being coached and convinced her place in history will be to overturn the last vestiges of democracy. Siren voices will urge upon her the need to remain shackled to the burgeoning Islamic State of Europe. A direction seen as the only one to take to stop the terror at large.
So, as August drifts on, with weather as patchy as any politics, I'm off with my two precious persons, in Mrs OR and the Dobe, for a sojourn on the Welsh coast. Home and garden in the very capable hands of friends for a few days. An escape from the wretched, drug fuelled partying in Rio and the stumbling, reeling failure of the Establishment and their cronies to man up to a democratic result!
Indeed I have been feeling a growing need to sign off blogging for good. However, I shall not give in for a while. Maybe, if we do get to pull out of that woeful, Merkel led nightmare of a project, that is all but a fourth Reich, then might be the time. I hope the coming week will be, for all of my kind followers, as blessed as I expect it for myself.