Bliss was it in those moments to be alive. But. After the Lord Mayor’s Show, comes the shit-cart. Continue reading It’s not the crime, it’s the cover-up
Jupiter has, from time to time, been much more down to earth (literally and metaphorically). The President’s choice of cruder language has been held to demonstrate his difficulties in communicating with working people. Continue reading Words, words, words
As if Emmanuel Macron didn’t have enough Augeanesque stables to be getting on with, what exactly made him decide that Curbing The Cheminots (the railway workers) and their century-old special status should be his singular self-imposed Herculean task? Continue reading Herculean Task? Titanic Struggle?
As the Midnight Hour was striking (in Tajikistan, Uzbekistan and Turkmenistan) The President – despite earlier hints of major changes to That Boring Old Presidential New Year Address – addressed The People in a thoroughly conventional (boring?) fashion. Continue reading Ring out the old, ring in the new, Ring happy bells, across the snow: The year is going, let him go; Ring out the false, ring in the true. (Tennyson)
The post-summer-holidays return-to-crashing-reality Rentrée (‘The Return’) is described by Le Monde as ‘perilous’ with the President’s popularity having ‘sunk dangerously’. Continue reading Back to school. Back to work. But, for some, it’s backs to the wall.
The President unveiled on Twitter (where else?) his official portrait … He’s half-sitting, half-standing. He’s indoors, but not far from outdoors. Continue reading Will this ‘special relationship’ have more accents?