Friday 27 March 2009

The Julius-Ceasar tyranicide act, UK style


I've found that the British people, if they are indeed voting for their governments, are quite comfortable with bad governments; what choice do they have? But, at some point, a time which is clearly visible to me, everyone turns against the Prime Minister, including his own party.
What they are all saying is:
"the joke's getting old."
"you're a laughing stock."
"enough already"
"Go on, git!"
The leader's party delivers the 'Brute' move, because the people can't.
It happened to Thatcher. A recent biopic advert had the 'Thatcher' say "what about loyalty to me?" and I had to laugh. This was the post-stabbing quibbling of an ego-maniac who hadn't yet realised that her public persona was persona non-grata.
It starts when the PM in question becomes so omnipotent that his/her behaviour comes to resemble that of Julius Ceasar:
They begin to believe their own bullsh*t.
The veneer of sanity starts to wear thin;
dementia sets in.
Chinks in the armour start to appear.
The vultures start to circle.
A strange version of this happened to Blair. No inquiry could get rid of him, until he handed the poison chalice to Crash Gordon. Blair actually turned the knife on himself, which took some of the joy out of it.

[harakiri perhaps?]
Nevertheless, everybody has enjoying trashing him since then.
The "Ceasar's" image is usually so soundly smushed that you wonder who had actually voted for him/her in the first place.

I wonder how soon it will be that we'll see Crash's moment. I already think he's a joke, but I actually follow the blogosphere news. He's complicit in the economic disaster, up to his eyeballs. Even Sun readers must have realised this. If you stink so bad that Sun readers take their eyes of the page 3 titties, you know you're in trouble.
-Costick67 (8^P
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