Thus spake one of Shakespeare's greatest liars, Sir Jack Falstaff, and I would not be surprised to see him running for the leadership of the Tory party! There is, of course, an art and a craft to political lying. Both Blair and the self-styled 'heir to Blair' mastered it effortlessly. With political lying it is necessary always to leave doors slightly ajar, obscure avenues of retreat left open, space maintained to encompass the sudden U-turn. Michael Gove, for all his high intelligence, failed to take those precautions. He stood before the nation on live television and swore that under no circumstances would he run for leadership of the Tory party. All he lacked was the proverbial stack of bibles on which he could have stood to emphasise his sincerity. Even worse, he did not lie to another politician but to an ordinary member of the public who had posed the question to him during a 'Brexit' debate. In a sense, via the camera lens, he looked us all in the eye and lied through his teeth. The result is death. Not, alas, by stoning from the mob in a public place, although he deserves it, but for him, even worse, it will be a career death by inches as he is cold-shouldered, ignored and passed by as he watches his political career swirl round and then down the toilet. Politically, he is dead man walking!
So now we must look forward, with some apprehension, to the leadership of 'St. Theresa of May'! Personally, I remain unmoved and uneasy by the prospect. She has been Home Secretary for six years and as far as I can tell (which isn't far, I admit) our constabulary are officered by idiots and crooks, our prisons are the human equivalent of landfill sites and our so-called borders should simply have a multi-language sign saying "This way to London"! Even so, there is a God, there must be because only a God could have arranged for the Labour party to turn itself into the Judean Peoples' Front and thus fail utterly to be a responsible opposition.
Is it too early for a drink?