A BORIS BREXIT FOR BROKEN BRITAIN

According to the current crop of media hysterics, Prime Minister Boris Johnson will, like some prep-school enema, flush
the Brexit problem out of the body politic. A Boris Brexit will fix Broken Britain. Love him or hate him, here is the man for the job. Boris will boldly go where Mincing May never could. 

Stir this idea thoroughly until it forms a thick, sticky dough (in your mind). Then throw it in the bin. Boris Johnson is a plague-rat, a self-anointing globalist tart whose actions are utterly divorced from his statements.

That is to say, a normal British Prime Minister. From the ruling-class hothouses of Eton and Oxford to his serial betrayals of women, employers and principles, his entire life story is the hackneyed tale of a thoroughbred deceiver who would tell any lie for the dopamine high of steering his name back into the headlines.

Fun Fact: As a child, Boris Johnson spent two years at the European School in Brussels.

The shame-proof Johnson is bang on-course to sink Brexit into the stinking swamp of 'complex negotiation that means no Brexit at all. Then the 'election'. Then the carnival of 'Parliamentary motions that never quite get passed. Then the leadership battle, then...do I have to write this essay every month? Your Prime Minister is a born and bred globalist agent, period.

Fun Fact: Boris Johnson's dad used to work for the European Commission.

Thanks to our EU masters, the British 'government is now so utterly functionless that photo-ops are reported as if they were real events. Our 'Prime Minister' gets hailed as a hero for getting his photo taken with Angela Merkel while doing nothing at all. Idiot Fleet Street commentators (do they really believe the tripe they write?) have started recycling the Brexit 'tough talking' fairy tale for - what is it, the fiftieth time in three years? Other 'front page news reveals :

"PM also expected to make several phone calls to European leaders..."

Seriously? Would our Prime Minster really do that? Actual phone calls? This is the level of verbal diarrhea spurting from the mainstream media orifice: 'head of government expected to speak words as well as having selfie taken.'

In reality, Johnson has simply made an early trip to Europe to receive his orders from the Deutschebank / World Bank controllers that run the entire EU scam. 

Fun Fact: Boris Johnson's dad once worked for the world Bank.

Watch in amazement, as from this point forwards, the cheaply-bought Boris will begin spewing recycled gibberish about the Irish Bloody Backstop and the Single Market and the Customs Union. Exactly the same delaying tactics used by Theresa May, in other words. Broken Britain is a phrase of pure projection, spoken only by the Westminster whores and their media pimps. It is Parliament that has been broken - way beyond repair.

Then will come October and At Last It's Brexit Day (the third so far) and the final insult will be, of course, Boris option A or Boris option B.

BORIS OPTION A :

'No Deal' Brexit is official, we've left! Hurrah for Boris and Britain!

Translation : Nothing has changed, we are still in the customs union, the migrants keep coming and we keep sending money to Brussels because 'Post-Brexit Negotiations are in progress'. Repeat until we import enough immigrants to swing the "second" referendum.

BORIS OPTION B :

We have a deal! Brexit is official, we've left! Hurrah for Boris and Britain!

Translation : Nothing has changed, we are still in the customs union, the migrants keep coming and we keep sending money to Brussels because 'Post-Brexit Negotiations are in progress'. Repeat until we import enough immigrants to swing the "second" referendum.

Please note, what I am supplying here is a very specific 'forecast of what will happen on October 31^st 2019 -  i.e. nothing at all of any importance will change. A prediction. Indeed, for an entire year now I have been supplying predictions on the subject of Brexit, with mind-boggling accuracy. Strangely, legions of overpaid propaganda hacks -sorry, I meant to say 'senior journalists – have been unable to predict the political future with anything like the same insight. Is this because I am a genius? Is it my deep web of insider connections?

Nope. It's because I'm not being paid to lie to the public and pretend that Brexit is actually in progress. Newspaper journalists are puppets on a salaried string. Brexit is no closer today than three years ago when the 'once-in-a-lifetime' vote, the 'no going back, this is it folks' vote was taken.

Parliament flatly refuses to leave – half of them are so up to their necks in Euro bribes that Brexit, to them, is simply a nightmare that can never be allowed. Throw in a few highly-placed secret agents owned by the banks – step forward Sajid Javid, Theresa May (she's still operational, remember)

to keep the backbenchers in line. And let's not forget the race-traitor Euro-billionaire chipmunks of the Scottish National Party and Plaid Cymru, and you've got your permanent pro-EU majority right there. 

Fun Fact: The Welsh Parliament wants to turn Wales into a 'Sanctuary Country'.

And the pollsters, the oh so prescient pollsters: Tories receive 17% "Boris Boost" in public support, they yodel. Why not get out the tea-leaves and the Tarot cards? After three years of non-government, endless lies, meaningless elections and a referendum Parliament refuses to obey, what portion of the UK public actually 'supports' any of these clowns?

Contrary to the BBC's desperate claims, the Brexit vote was a peculiarly cerebral, well-informed vote, because it was in large part a 'grey' vote.Older people have long memories and real experience to inform their decisions.

State propaganda is wearing desperately thin, and the grizzled, cynical public don't swallow obvious lies quite so willingly now. The bloodstained ghosts of Iraq, Dr David Kelly, the Syria WMD hoax – these are the benchmark lies against which the village elders measure the voice of Radio Westminster. Attention Citizens! Russia elected Trump! Russia fixed the Brexit vote! Russia ate my homework...this is the rotten state of a fake news industry backed by a rotting State, and we know it.

For the umpteenth time of saying, I repeat : we cannot vote our way out of this. Our system has been rigged and crafted precisely to prevent that outcome. Having lost the Them and Us vote, they have taken the game into an ever-extendable extra time period. The final whistle will never blow. Hell will freeze over before we get a Boris Brexit.

Brexit, if it were to happen, would require a major social and political revolution that the young voters of Britain are utterly incapable of grasping, let alone organising. Ninety-five percent of people under the age of thirty are hopelessly ignorant and completely brainwashed. Most of the 'graduate class' are armed with degrees in nonsensical Marxist hobbies.

The average millennial would elect a chimpanzee if it was on Twitter every day promising to 'fight climate change' and 'end discrimination'. Because the kids, bless them, don't even know that discrimination is the highly-developed skill that humans employ to sort shit from sugar. The English language itself has been turned to mud in their minds.

Boris Johnson is not your enemy, if the Yoonyun is your wish. Johnson would mortgage his pre-sold soul to keep Broken Britain locked into your beloved EuroBorg of virtue-signalling sacrificial goats. Tomorrow's borderless hellscape -sorry, 'freedom of movement'- is super-safe in Johnson's grubby fat fingers, as it will be in the paws of the next liar-in-chief you are dumb enough to elect.

Congratulations, brave Europhiles, you and the entire capitalist bankster establishment are now joined at the hip. Makes your old Che Guevara T-shirt look a tad ironic, does it not? History will record how brilliantly the Left managed to repackage European fascism and sell it to people dumb enough to think 'gender studies' is a real thing. (Spoiler alert: there are two genders. There - just saved you three years of college fees, feel free to tip me a grand).

Why not cut to the chase? Let's get Boris to launch a new flotilla from Dunkirk –let's float all the boats in England to rescue every last god-forsaken benefit-tourist Africa can eject. Unlimited room on this gigantic island, after all. Diversity is our strength, because it says so in the Daily Mail and the Guardian.

So when you drag your butchered boyfriend into A&E holding his severed intestines in place with a gender-neutral bum-bag, and find fifty Somalis queuing in front, don't say you were not warned.

But of course you didn't hear the warning, did you? You were too busy looking for love on your smartphone.

Ian Andrew-Patrick