Guest post by AL Kennedy
Heaven help us. We’re almost rid of the spanked buttocks peeping out of a pile of straw that our Prime Minister was allowed to call himself. Boris Johnson will now go back to pretending to be a journalist and author, polluting our public debates on behalf of his various far-right, ruble-rich backers. It is said that he first wants to get rid of all the lawsuits against him and then return to save the nation, just like King Arthur. Or more precisely: like King Arthur’s deviant dog, which invariably mates with everything that gets in its way and poops everywhere.