RANTS FROM ROSS

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Ross Thomson, the poor man’s Boris Rees-Fox, has taken to Twitter in a l-o-n-g rant about the mess that May is making of Brexit.

To be fair to him some of what he says is quite true.

There is a relatively limitless amount that you could say/write about his points. Munguin has made one or two obvious comments. We’d be happy to hear any of yours.

Ross is in black; Munguin’s in red.

SOPPY SUNDAY

n baby
Morning all. Just waking up here…
n grand canyon
Grand Canyon.
n greenland
Greenland.
n ki
You don’t expect me to get my feet wet, do you?
n ice
Northern lights in Iceland.
n laddy bird party
Ladybirds for independence march.
n bf
Seems like a good place for a rest.
n morroco
Morocco.
n nut barry farquarspn
Found this fellow on Twitter courtesy of Barry Farquharson.
n cadet
The first day at work is always daunting.
n catpapers
These papers are so boring!!!
n Plockton and Kyle from Raasay Dave
Plockton and Kyle from Raasay, thanks to Dave.

n tea

What are they cooking for Munguin’s dinner?

n deer

I looked right and then left and then right again.

n eg

Where do you suppose that is?

n tem[ple bad dublin

Temple Bar, Dublin.

n el

Come on, it’s time to get up.

n punakha bhutan
Punakha, Bhutan.

n pup

Are you going to be my friend?

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Hows this for a view?

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Well, that’s it for another week, Munguinites. Hope you enjoyed it more than I’m enjoying whatever this is I’ve got to eat.

 

IF YOU DON’T BELIEVE MUNGUIN, HOW ABOUT BELIEVING JOHN NELSON?

Lloyds of Brussels?

Oh, and I’ve just noticed that Dominic Raab, the newly appointed Brexit Secretary, isn’t actually going to be Brexit Secretary… I mean he’s still going to have the title, the salary and the car and be called Rt Hon and all, he’s just not actually going to be doing Brexit. So it didn’t take them long to find out he was a useless whatsit.

No, don’t look at me like that. This is Britain. It’s all totally possible.

Anyway, wait for the exciting news. Mrs May is going to take over the negotiations herself (because she’s so good at this stuff).

Anyway, you might say that “Brexit means Brexit”, but you can’t say the “Brexit Secretary means Brexit Secretary”.

It’s a funny old world, ain’t it just!

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Seriously though… did you ever read so much unbelievable guff? “Simple” is the only word I can see in there that even vaguely connects with the Tories.

I wonder, with all this leisure time on his hands, if Dom will be taking over the tea duties from Fluffs…

Patronising BT lady: "I'm stockpiling cereal."

Or maybe he’s the one that will be doing the stockpiling of food. The Rt Hon Secretary of State for Warehouses, Workhouses and Ration Books for the deserving poor?

It gets more surreal by the minute.

NOW WE ARE SERIOUSLY LOOKING AT NO DEAL

Brexit: What the Hell Happens Now?: 2018 Edition by [Dunt, Ian]

Not long after the referendum, Terry Entoure pointed me in the direction of “Brexit: What the Hell Happens Now?” a book by Ian Dunt, the editor of Politics.co.uk.

In the first chapter, Dunt paints a doomsday scenario of a no deal exit, a scary, dystopian vision of the future. I was seriously worried by the time I finished. Fortunately, right at the end of the chapter, he admits that this is an absolute worst case scenario and highly unlikely to happen. The rest of the book is a little more upbeat.

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But because the different factions of the Tories and the DUP can’t agree on anything that would be even halfway acceptable to each other, never mind the European Union, and the clock that Monsieur Barnier pointed out was ticking over a year ago, is still heading to that 11 pm deadline on March 29, 2019, it is beginning to look like that is what we are heading for. For those in doubt, this is what it would look like.

May has always said that “no deal is better than a bad deal”, but frankly it isn’t true, any more than her other witterings have been… you know, like “being very clear” about stuff, and being “strong and stable” in government.

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Today David Dark Money Mundell, a man who makes Jim Murphy look like a  halfway decent Secretary of State for Scotland, has said that a no deal scenario would be preferable to the break up of the United Kingdom.

That as the UK government admitted that it was stockpiling medicines and foods against this eventuality, emergency measures are being drawn up, notes of advice will be issued to households over the coming months and Jacob Rees Mogg, Brexiter Extraordinaire admits that the UK could be looking at 50-60 years of austerity.

It’s all an awfully long way from £350 million a week for the NHS.

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I can only imagine that Muddle is speaking for himself on this matter. As a Cabinet Minister, I assume he wouldn’t be obliged to suffer any of the privations that the rest of us would endure. But of course, his seat around the cabinet table and the ministerial car and fat salary would disappear overnight were there no Scotland to Secretary of State for.

He most certainly isn’t talking for me, but then, I doubt that in his entire life he has ever spoken up for the likes of us… you know, ordinary Scottish people.brexitstamsp

Still … look on the bright side, folks… We can always laugh at this stupid arse.

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SOPPY SUNDAY

n orq Andalas
Morning. The youngsters are asleep so I’ll welcome you to Soppy Sunday. Have a good day…

n bernkastel germ
Bernkastel, Germany.
n
Who could say otherwise?
n sq
This is my home. Bet yours isn’t anything like as nice.
n canda
I never cease to be amazed by the beauty of Canada.
n ducks frank
Frank sent this in, He reckons (as do I) that this is a Red-breasted Merganser and her rather considerable family. Big job there, birdie!
n puffin
Hello. I don’t suppose you could spare a little puffin a bit of your sandwich? I’m particularly partial to prawns.
n pompii
Pompeii.
n fox
Shhhh. Wake me up when lunch is ready.
n goattwins
The Twins.
n puss
Awwwww.
N Indonesian volacano
Blue flames from Indonesian volcano.
n manarola
Manarola.
n lune
Peace.
n sheep
Well, what do you think of these horns?
n shoe
Hoi, do you mind? These are new trainers.
n slow worm (hebrides)
Slow worms in the Hebrides.
n st stephens bprst
St Stephens, Budapest.
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Sorry, I just got up and splashed some water on my face. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed Soppy Sunday.

WHAT UTTER EMBARRASSMENTS

She might as well have said: “You know what, Yvette, I’ve not got a freakin clue where they will pay their taxes. Indeed, I expect they probably won’t”. Because she doesn’t know anything about it, and compared with Yvette Cooper who was patiently calm and polite but firm, May looked like a rank amateur.

Talking of which… Is there a competition going on between May and Trump to see who can be the bigger embarrassing roaster?

What a load of nonsense. He couldn’t even read the statement that his people prepared for him. He rambles through it, mixes up repeal and repel and indicates that there might be some doubt as to what he said… when there is no doubt at all.

Danny sent me this article from the Washington Post.

America’s child president had a play date with a KGB alumnus, who surely enjoyed providing daycare. It was a useful, because illuminating, event: Now we shall see how many Republicans retain a capacity for embarrassment.

Jeane Kirkpatrick, a Democrat closely associated with such Democratic national security stalwarts as former senator Henry Jackson and former senator and former vice president Hubert Humphrey, was President Ronald Reagan’s ambassador to the United Nations. In her speech at the 1984 Republican National Convention in Dallas, she explained her disaffection from her party: “They always blame America first.” In Helsinki, the president who bandies the phrase “America First” put himself first, as always, and America last, behind President Vladimir Putin’s regime.

Because the Democrats had just held their convention in San Francisco, Kirkpatrick branded the “blame America first” cohort as “San Francisco Democrats.” Thirty-four years on, how numerous are the “Helsinki Republicans”?

What, precisely, did President Trump say about the diametrically opposed statements by U.S. intelligence agencies (and the Senate Intelligence Committee) and by Putin concerning Russia and the 2016 U.S. elections? Precision is not part of Trump’s repertoire: He speaks English as though it is a second language that he learned from someone who learned English last week. So, it is usually difficult to sift meanings from Trump’s word salads. But in Helsinki he was, for him, crystal clear about feeling no allegiance to the intelligence institutions that work at his direction and under leaders he chose.

Speaking of Republicans incapable of blushing — those with the peculiar strength that comes from being incapable of embarrassment — consider Sen. Lindsey O. Graham (S.C.), who for years enjoyed derivative gravitas from his association with Sen. John McCain (Ariz.). Graham tweeted about Helsinki: “Missed opportunity by President Trump to firmly hold Russia accountable for 2016 meddling and deliver a strong warning regarding future elections.” A “missed opportunity” by a man who had not acknowledged the meddling?

Contrast Graham’s mush with this on Monday from McCain, still vinegary: “Today’s press conference in Helsinki was one of the most disgraceful performances by an American president in memory.” Or this from Arizona’s other senator, Jeff Flake (R): “I never thought I would see the day when our American president would stand on the stage with the Russian President and place blame on the United States for Russian aggression.” Blame America only.

Defense Secretary Jim Mattis, White House Chief of Staff John F. Kelly, Director of National Intelligence Daniel Coats and others might believe that they must stay in their positions lest there be no adult supervision of the Oval playpen. This is a serious worry, but so is this: Can those people do their jobs for someone who has neither respect nor loyalty for them?

Like the purloined letter in Edgar Allan Poe’s short story with that title, collusion with Russia is hiding in plain sight. We shall learn from special counsel Robert S. Mueller III’s investigation whether in 2016 there was collusion with Russia by members of the Trump campaign. The world, however, saw in Helsinki something more grave — ongoing collusion between Trump, now in power, and Russia. The collusion is in what Trump says (refusing to back the United States’ intelligence agencies) and in what evidently went unsaid (such as: You ought to stop disrupting Ukrainedowning civilian airlinersattempting to assassinate people abroad using poisons, and so on, and on).

Americans elected a president who — this is a safe surmise — knew that he had more to fear from making his tax returns public than from keeping them secret. The most innocent inference is that for decades he has depended on an American weakness, susceptibility to the tacky charisma of wealth, which would evaporate when his tax returns revealed that he has always lied about his wealth, too. A more ominous explanation might be that his redundantly demonstrated incompetence as a businessman tumbled him into unsavory financial dependencies on Russians. A still more sinister explanation might be that the Russians have something else, something worse, to keep him compliant.

The explanation is in doubt; what needs to be explained — his compliance — is not. Granted, Trump has a weak man’s banal fascination with strong men whose disdain for him is evidently unimaginable to him. And, yes, he only perfunctorily pretends to have priorities beyond personal aggrandizement. But just as astronomers inferred, from anomalies in the orbits of the planet Uranus, the existence of Neptune before actually seeing it, Mueller might infer, and then find, still-hidden sources of the behavior of this sad, embarrassing wreck of a man.