Convicting Boris Johnson for partying is tantamount to accusing Quentin Tarantino of overt violence. Who did you think you were hiring? The Prime Minister’s self-deception in celebration of the pandemic disqualifies those who voted for him and those who applauded him, because he has always designed his life as a party. He was promoted to prime minister despite or because of his defiance of tradition, including the line between fact and fantasy. Scandal is often found in the scandalous. It is doubtful that Boris Johnson’s arrogance aroused jealousy and that the secret party was even the only response to gulag-style incarceration, whose health benefits are uncertain, but whose consequences will last for years. The West has surrendered to the virus under the guise of fighting it.
The meager victory among his own MPs is another constant in the adventures of Boris Johnson, he always walks on the edge of the abyss. Perhaps Putin’s victory in beheading his main Western enemy had to be weighed in, and once things settled down, it would be necessary to explore the possibility that the British prime minister was superior to his enemies. He is a self-proclaimed buffoon, but is also the author of a four-hundred-page biography on the Churchill Factor. Thus, you arrive at the historical figure the person being questioned wants to imitate or parody.
As a hero, Boris Johnson repeats the most notable episodes of his hero’s biography, grappling with clashes with the law and reproaches from his coreligionists. Churchill is credited with saving the world from Hitler while doing his holy will. His successor has yet to show the fighting prowess that he emulated during his visit to Kiev, but they share a frivolous vision of existence, a passionate indifference to twists and turns imposed by fate, a disdain for bureaucracy as an obstacle to glory. First of all, the current prime minister, Churchill’s World War II. That’s why he replied “my political career has just begun” in the Parliament yesterday.