From the MP for Clacton to Boris Johnson, every notable person has been vying for access to the former president’s private network.
As his fans will always tell you, Boris Johnson is extremely well-liked in the US, which makes the scene of the former prime minister of Great Britain speaking to a room full of empty chairs during the Republican National Convention in Milwaukee quite moving. Politically, it’s undoubtedly worse than when Cheryl was eliminated from the US X Factor. Johnson was more of a spaffler than a pearl-caster when he suggested that one or more of The Anecdotes would fall to the ground and no one would hear it.
Because of his immense popularity in the US—as his supporters would attest to—Boris Johnson’s speech to a room full of empty chairs during the Republican National Convention in Milwaukee was a very touching scene. It’s definitely worse politically than when Cheryl was sent off the US X Factor. When Johnson predicted that one or more of The Anecdotes would fall to the ground and no one would hear it, he was more of a spaffler than a pearl-caster.
According to what I’ve read, the opportunity to accept the unofficial post of “Trump whisperer”—which is presumably part of the official presidential backchannel—is the prize up for grabs. The purpose of the Trump whisperer is to convince the hypothetical future president that matters that seem unimportant to him are, in fact, very essential to Britain, if not to him, based on certain proctological principles. Anyhow, let’s see how each of them got along.
Although Johnson did manage to publish a photo of himself and Trump giving each other the thumbs up in a hotel bedroom, with a depressing kitchenette visible in the backdrop, his transformation into a pumpkin while still in the ballroom was undoubtedly a low point. Johnson, who is smirking, appears to have just convinced a man who has a well-known complex over the size of his hands to pose with their fingers front and center. Nevertheless, one of these men might soon be using those hands to hold the reins of authority. The other one was unable to.
Liz Truss, who spoke at another very empty event and likened Keir Starmer to Joe Biden while also pointing out that Starmer “can actually utter a coherent sentence” in contrast to Biden, was another person attempting to undermine Milwaukee. She did give it very high acclaim. Truss remarked, “I’ve discovered the unelected bureaucracy’s power.” “You must triumph in November. The leftist state must be destroyed. They are cunning, vicious, and determined to harm you.
All Liz could manage was a picture of herself shaking hands with JD Vance, aside from that fascinating story of her implosion. I adore this kind of photo because it transcends even the desperate attempt at a selfie—”can I just grab you?” Think about the workings. One of Liz Truss’s assistants had to wait in order to take a picture of the vice presidential candidate shaking her hand in a line-up, risking being reprimanded afterwards. Which is probably the reason that Truss and Vance are both out of focus.
Give the assistant a rest! They merely had a split second, or so, and from this briefly hazy interaction, the idea of a bilateral must be woven. It’s preferable that Truss’s lips are pursed in a smile than letting out noises like “You might recall me from the finest 49 days of 2022? Would you like me to demonstrate to you how, in approximately two weeks, to collapse the markets and have your entire legislative program taken from you by force? Alright, I understand. Wonderful to meet you!
The most anticipated whisperer is, naturally, Nigel Farage, who severed his ties to his newly acquired Clacton constituents in order to back his very close friend Donald Trump. Confusion notwithstanding, a photo of them together has yet to surface. Nigel was adamant, “I have friends,” just a few questions into an interview with Emily Maitlis. I’m not sure if you do or not. You might not, but I do have pals. Yes, without a doubt.
The most anticipated whisperer is, naturally, Nigel Farage, who severed his ties to his newly acquired Clacton constituents in order to back his very close friend Donald Trump. Confusion notwithstanding, a photo of them together has yet to surface. Nigel was adamant, “I have friends,” just a few questions into an interview with Emily Maitlis. I’m not sure if you do or not. You might not, but I do have pals. Yes, without a doubt.
Overall, there appears to be a conflict between realpolitik and unrealpolitik in Anglo-American relations. Formerly criticizing Theresa May for “selling out the UK” by granting Trump a state visit, the recently appointed foreign secretary David Lammy now declares that “we will work with whomever the United States choose to put in the White House and become their next president.” Mmm-hmm. To evaluate Lammy by anyone else’s standards, let alone his own, it appears that he has sold out. That maybe life isn’t as simple as his painstakingly constructed social media persona would have us believe.
If Lammy has learned that since taking office, he ought to educate the rest of Westminster. Because the funniest spectacle of the week on this side of the Atlantic was undoubtedly UK MPs pissing themselves off over a joke by JD Vance about the UK becoming the first Islamic nation to possess a nuclear weapon. Yes, our foreign secretary previously referred to Donald Trump as “a woman-hating, neo-Nazi-sympathizing sociopath.” It was obviously not to everyone’s taste. It’s probably best if you learn to take it if you’re going to give it out. I apologize if it was unclear, but as the upcoming years pass, it will definitely become less so.
