Johnson used to at least be able to give a passable imitation of being Boris Johnson. Now he can’t even manage that. The gags and the mannerisms that used to be his calling card, now just fall flat. A one-trick pony whose one trick everyone knows. The surface has been stripped bare to reveal a core of molten need. Someone who craves attention and fears he wouldn’t exist without it. Someone whose narcissism leaves him devoid of empathy. Incapable of either giving or receiving love.
Bang ’em up! Hanging’s too good for them! MPs turned on the three Murdoch employees who are believed to have lied to the Commons culture committee. And pretty comprehensive fibs they seem to have been. Porkies, whoppers, fabrications, terminological inexactitudes – people with noses so long you could have hung your duvet covers on them to dry. If they do decide to lock up the Wapping Three, and they have a perfect – if ancient – legal right to do exactly that, the trio will be the first malfeasants to be jugged by parliament for 132 years. MPs were debating a short motion to refer the culture committee’s report to the committee on standards and privileges, which is stuck with the job of deciding whether the three were lying, and if so, what should be done. Presumably they will get something on the gamut between being forced to apologise and chemical castration. – Simon Hoggart in The GuardianBACK TO TOP