If it’s #PMQs it must be Johnson claiming credit for Hancock’s resignation and boasting about Europe’s fastest vaccine rate even though we currently have the highest levels of Covid
Starmer raises the case of a leukaemia patient whose family were unable to visit because of Covid rules. Johnson sounds bored and talks about the Westminster bubble. Starmer sounds genuinely appalled and calls for Johnson to withdraw the remark. Shameful, shameless.
Johnson refuses to withdraw the remark and instead tells the naked lie that we wouldn’t have been able to manage our own vaccine rollout inside the European Medicines Agency
Johnson once again droning on about the speed of the vaccine rollout. *Despite* the rollout we’re in a third wave and subject to the tightest travel restrictions in Europe. In his desperation to distract from his failures he simply draws attention to them.
Johnson concludes the bout with a desperate pivot to mocking Starmer’s promotion of Angela Rayner. I can see ‘we create jobs, he creates non-jobs’ going down a storm on the doorsteps.
Disappointing, incidentally, that it was left to Ian Blackford to raise the issue of the new Windrush scandal starting tomorrow for EU citizens. Once upon a time that might have been a pressing concern for the Labour leadership too.
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I feared the ‘Blue Wall’ was wishful thinking, that there would be too many loyal Tories in the south and the anti-Tory vote would always split too much to make a difference. But this was not a slender win. It was a landslide. Change is possible if you actually vote for it.
This is the Tories’ key danger. They’re replicating Labour’s key error, taking their traditional vote for granted and complacently assuming that a radical change in emphasis can win new supporters while also magically keeping the old ones. Sometimes the magic runs out.
The other point here is that Labour was utterly, utterly destroyed. The party is playing by the old rules and will be defeated by them. If Labour wants to take power ever again it needs to work with other parties, hold noses, make agreements.
‘My government will protect the health of the nation,’ trolls the Queen
The government will address the nation’s finances after the pandemic, apparently. Presume that means a massive amount of austerity while blaming Labour.
‘The government will strengthen and renew democracy, ensure the fairness of elections, protect free speech’. This is not worthy of a democratic nation. It is industrial-level gaslighting to seize power.
The problem with analysing electoral trends is that sometimes it’s the grand sweep of history, and other times it’s specific circumstances that get quickly forgotten.
Maybe the Brexiters wouldn’t have won the referendum if they’d hadn’t put Turkey front and centre of the campaign - but Turkey has now been entirely erased from our collective memory of that event.
Maybe Corbyn would have done just as well in 2017 if May hadn’t led such a dire campaign and catastrophically botched her social care plans - but that, too, frequently gets excluded from the narrative.
Johnson starts on a foolish note, promising an ‘irreversible’ route out of lockdown. It’s something he simply cannot know.
All the evidence shows schools are safe’. All the evidence does not show this. If it did, scientists would be in unanimous agreement. Why not, for once, just be honest and admit it’s a risk and some experts disagree with it?
Unnecessary cheap shot there, saying some people would like to ‘stay in the slow lane’. Some people just want to stay safe.
How many people are prepared to admit that New Year’s Eve is their worst night of the year and that they are genuinely excited to be spending it at home alone
NYE is terrible. One year I had a standup row on the stroke of midnight. Another year (30) I had to supervise a party my flatmate (22) had thrown without telling me. Then there was the year I woke up at 5.30am in someone’s flat, having passed out at 11.50 in a different flat.
Mostly it’s just a terrible anticlimax punctuated by too much alcohol and a rendition of Auld Lang Syne where no-one knows the words.