I hope I'm not breaking any copyright laws but this paragraph by John Le Carré in ‘Agent Running in the Field’ (2019) P. 183 struck me as the the definitive assessment of Tory Britain:
You walk out of Europe
with your British noses stuck in the air. “We’re special. We’re British. We
don’t need Europe. We won all our wars alone. No Americans, no Russians, no
anyone. We’re supermen.” The great freedom loving President Donald Trump is going
to save our economic arses, I hear. You know what Trump is? He’s Putin’s shithouse cleaner. He does
everything that little Vladi can’t do for himself: pisses on European unity,
pisses on human rights, pisses on NATO. Assures us that Crimea and Ukraine belong
to the Holy Russian Empire, the Middle East belongs to the Jews and Saudis, and
to hell with the world order. And you Brits, what do you do? You suck his dick
and invite him to tea with your Queen. You take our black money and wash it for
us. You welcome us if we’re big enough crooks. You sell us half London. You
wring your hands when we poison our traitors and say, please please, dear
Russian friends, trade with us.
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