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I've decided to die with the rest of you. From now on, posting on just horse racing, football and very local issues like where to get the best curry will just have to do.


My last social-media political will and testament says:


May will undoubtedly go through with whatever she has started even if she does not believe in it (so like Heath in personality). Be very afraid.


This will be seen as a period of terminal moral culpability of the Labour Party (although no one will be able to recall them).


May will serially kill-off her inherited cabinet. Hammond and Truss (and I wish Grayling) in this summer's reshuffle. By the election, Boris will be one of the few survivors (safer in than out).


In the election there will be huge gains for the Lib Dems. But the collapse of Labour (and the boundary changes) will see May returned with a working majority.


The UK economy will shrink after hard brexit. Stagflation will worsen (the inevitable interest rate rise postponed until too late, the pound tanking as US rates are normalised more quickly than expected). Only then will the Lib Dems become the official opposition and, at the following general election, take power.


Meanwhile (well at least still in my dreams), May's promise to Scotland (and to other suitors) to have a referendum after Brexit backfires: Wales, Scotland, Northern Ireland and the City States all elect to leave in the face of economic meltdown.

James Barber ousts May on a populist wave, driven by a promise to reinstate weekly bin collections. He promptly makes it illegal to stop and park a car once it's in motion, leading to thousands becoming locked into circling the M25 until they fall dead at the wheel.

without doubt "with God on their side"


made me (if not Dylan ... ) an atheist, and now I always ask, when I hear politicians, who (and so therefore what) is their God?


I fear that the ones that they tend to cite (as with the church-going ones currently, but there are also secular versions) do not fill me with confidence.

jaywalker Wrote:

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> without doubt "with God on their side"

>

> made me (if not Dylan ... ) an atheist, and now I

> always ask, when I hear politicians, who (and so

> therefore what) is their God?

>

> I fear that the ones that they tend to cite (as

> with the church-going ones currently, but there

> are also secular versions) do not fill me with

> confidence.


'Political World' is a good un, my friend ; )

jaywalker Wrote:

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> without doubt "with God on their side"

>

> made me (if not Dylan ... ) an atheist, and now I

> always ask, when I hear politicians, who (and so

> therefore what) is their God?

>

> I fear that the ones that they tend to cite (as

> with the church-going ones currently, but there

> are also secular versions) do not fill me with

> confidence.


Please clarify this as not sure, ta :-)

I do confess (well, this seems to be the plat du jour) to dreaming that the universe is cat. They have devised a torment for hell: you keep thinking you've escaped; but in a blink you are back in their mouths.


My cat will be the seat of judgement:

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