Great Brexit Con
One of the tricks of a great writer is predicting the future; unfortunately a great writer can also be riven by self doubt and going along with your gut can be counter intuitive to the play it safe mentality of so many of the people around you that you become paralysed when bold decision making beckons.
Ten years ago I battled with myself over putting a chunk of money into Rockhopper shares. I'm not rich, so, taking a risk on shares was a big deal. However, this fledgling oil discovery business had spent millions of pounds on research and now had a rig in the South Atlantic ready to drill. I had tailed them for over a year and I liked the cut of their jib. Now, they were going to spend hundreds of millions following a hunch. I had a hunch they would strike oil, they did; I didn't. I had taken so long to buy the shares that I had forgotten my password and the share buying site I was using locked me out for a day.
I watched dumbfounded then increasingly apoplectic as the shares sky rocketed from 26p to ￡2.74 a share and I cursed my indecision. I was very pissed off at my indecision but I still bought shares at ￡2.74 and a few years later I sold them for ￡4.50. Despite my previous technical malfunction I believed in the company and over the years they promised much but delivered nothing. Sadly these shares are now trading at ￡0.14p due to the shift in demand for renewable energy and the returning of attention to climate change ( hopefully) by the world's leaders but I had fun and made a couple of hundred pounds instead of the retirement fund I craved, anyway, win some...
Fast forward to the 13th of December 2019. Boris Johnson has defied all logic by forming a majority government in the UK and I still think I might be dreaming, if Stanley Kubrick's The Shining could be considered a dream. As an advocate for social change and a fairer and more humane system I am floundering at the thought of 5 years of Tory slash and burn and fiscal eugenics foisted upon the poorest and most vulnerable in society and I really believe that Johnsonian times will eclipse the Dickensian times of the Victorian era in its brutality and selfishness.
I may be wrong but this time I'm not going to dither around so, today I bought two domain names www.GreatBrexitCon.com and The GreatBrexitCon.com because I firmly believe that when Johnson's exit from number 10 Downing Street finally comes, this nation will have witnessed the most shameless piece of political charlatanism ever.
Johnson will not secure a deal with Europe that doesn't include borders between N Ireland and Great Britain. Johnson will not secure any Canada++ deals and he will certainly not refuse Donald Trump's privatisation of the NHS.
I intend use these domains to blog about every promise that Bojo breaks on his way to destroying the fabric of British society and when he exits number 10 for the very last time the people will breathe a sigh of relief that the con artist who is Boris Johnson has left the building for good after delivering none of his promises. Today this writer has another hunch and he'll be proved right in around 5 years time when the public will do everything in their power to Get Boris Gone, Just remember you read it here first.