BoJo Filter.

For the love of God, we can't end up with Boris Johnson as Prime Minister; the man is a self-serving, self-interested ignorant shit of the highest order, who puts the 'in' in 'inept', and his bumbling jokey persona is a facade developed to mask the calculated conniving of an ambitious manipulator. If people vote for that then we're in deeper cack than I thought; there is no way a man like BoJo should be the spokesman for our country.

To be fair, there aren't many who are suitable for the job if you push Johnson to one side. Michael Gove? NO. Andrea Leadom? NO. Jacob Rees-Mogg? Christ Almighty, NO; I can't bear to type their names, let alone countenance them in a position of power. I know Theresa May wasn't great by any stretch of the imagination, but as both Kylie and Sonia put it, 'Better the Devil You Know', which is sage advice when most of the contenders could make a case for being Beezelbub himself.

I also don't see how a change of frontman-or-woman is going to help achieve Brexit when the clock's still ticking; it's a distraction tactic more than anything. Are they doing it to create the illusion of a completely different deal to what's already on the table? Or worse still, to up the chance of us leaving the EU without one?

I guess we'll have to hold fire and see while hoping common sense will prevail. Although if Boris ends up winging his way toward Downing Street, I'm tempted to pull a Phil Collins and leave the country. This may be the time to benefit most from the fact you can't open the door to Number 10 from the outside; slam it shut and hide before he arrives, that's what I say.

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