The Loons Out of Space?

Apparently, Liz Truss doesn't want to be Prime Minister again. Which is a stroke of luck as neither does anyone else.  Even saying this demonstrates a staggering degree of hubris on the part of someone whose utter incompetence and unfitness for the job resulted in her becoming Britain's shortest serving Prime Minister.  The very notion, after the economic chaos she instigated, that there might be any chance of her getting another chance at the job is ludicrous.  But then, of course, the very idea of her becoming Prime Minister in the first place seemed ludicrous until it actually happened.  All those ridiculous puff pieces the right-wing press started running about her, bigging her up as a potential PM, despite her lack of actual achievements in ministerial office, when it started to become obvious that Johnson's days in Number Ten were numbered, seemed simply to be the usual right-wing wet dreams.  But it turned out to be the start of a concerted campaign to get a candidate vacuous and malleable enough to carry their crackpot extremist free market economic agenda into power.  So, I was reluctant to completely dismiss the similar puff pieces appearing in the press late last week trumpeting as to how Truss was planning a 'comeback' and how it would cause problems for Sunak.  Even the BBC's Laura Kuensberg got in on the act, (mainly because she had an interview with Truss on her TV show).  As it turned out, though, the promised 'comeback' simply turned out to be Truss whining on about how she wasn't given a chance and how her plans were derailed by the left-wing economic establishment.  Indeed, those well known Marxists at the Treasury, Bank of England and securities markets.  

Surely her backers must have grasped by now that reviving the corpse of Liz Truss is futile?  In both political terms and public opinion she is a busted flush - she played her hand and got called out.  But then again, Boris Johnson still has his fanatical backers who seem to regard him as the once-and-future-king, despite the fact that he left office in disgrace, the architect of his own downfall, and has spent his time since further alienating the electorate with his money-grubbing and self-aggrandising antics.  But even if their supporters can't resurrect the careers of either of these two, there still seems to be an endless supply of horrendous right-wing reactionary Tory MPs out there ready to take their places if the opportunity arises.  Where do they all come from?  I've often idly thought that perhaps they are the result of a radioactive meteorite having fallen in the Tory heartlands some fifty or sixty years ago, causing horrible and grotesque mutations in the surrounding population.  Much in the manner of H P Lovecraft's 'The Colour Out of Space'.  Maybe we've reached the stage where the mutations are no longer physical, but instead psychological, the strange radiations of the meteorite twisting the minds of newly born Tory children, imprinting cruelty, madness and a complete lack of empathy into them.  Which, in turn, drives them toward extreme right wing politics and economics.  More recently, I've found myself speculating that perhaps the meteorite was found by crazed libertarians and removed to London, where it is now housed in the labyrinthine cellars beneath 55 Tufton Street, its evil radiations pulsing their way up through the floors into the various crazy right-wing think tanks housed there.  I have no doubt that it is attended by robed acolytes, who regularly descend into the cellars and worship it as a deity.  Then again, I could well be completely wrong and all those Tory MPs are just naturally bastards.