Crime and Punishment

As for Brexshit, I need to tell you that I have moved from the UK - it is now beyond question that I live in the LA (lunatic asylum), run by a narcissistic, duplicitous, personality disordered, lazy, posh twerp who has finally managed to grab the top job.  My great delight is that he now has to drink the chalice that he has spent his life poisoning and he will choke on it, which will be wonderful.  The downside is that he will vomit over all of us in his death throws.  This arrogant git is going to break up the UK - Scotland are already being very difficult and polls indicate the Independence Party are leading the polls, combined with a majority pro-Europe.  Wales has completely changed its mind and having voted to leave, now wants to remain.  Northern Ireland and Southern Ireland as we know, present an impossible puzzle of how not to have a border that is a border. 

I am fantasising about being Queen for the day and what I would do to Boris - after he has been tried and found guilty of deceit and incompetence - perhaps even treason?

Firstly, I would hoist him up that crane again and leave him there until he cries and asks to come down - which I doubt would be long (this will show the grit and endurance of the man).  Then I will present him with the bill for all the money he has wasted (conservatively this is running at £23 million for garden bridge project, £100,000 for water cannon and a few more million for the Boris airport non-event. We will need some kind of formula to work out the cost of his failed promises re £350 million a week to the NHS, the £800 million that Brexit has cost so far and the £2 billion for crash out planning).  He will have to pay it within 30 days and all his assets will be seized as a down payment.  Then he will have to take a minimum wage job for a minimum of 10 years and live in a high rise block with dangerous cladding a la Grenfell Tower.  He will be tagged and not allowed to go out at night.  His children will have to attend state school and not have lunch because there are no free school meals any more.  Boris will have to stand outside Westminster tube station from 5-7 pm every day parliament is in session and recite , 'Forgive me for I have been a selfish twerp.  I have hurt a lot of people.  I must be punished.  Please throw a rotten fish at me.  I deserve it.'  How about that?

You see what I mean about living in the LA - I'm going luny trying to cope with it ... I'm starting another collage ... I dreamed about Boris last night!  I never ever dream about politicians!  This was one of those horrible dream loops that keep coming back.  It was Boris climbing a spindly, twisted tree trunk of barbed wire and he got stuck in it - about 12 feet off the ground.  He was not happy, but I couldn't get close enough to see clearly  .... bonkers or what?