Boris Johnson to begin wearing military uniform when talking to the people

TIN AND POT : Boris Johnson announced to the country today that as part of ongoing government preparations for crashing out with No Deal Brexit he will begin wearing military uniforms whenever talking to voters, or addressing parliament.

”He hasn’t decided on what rank to give himself,” Mr Cavalier, policy aide to 10 Downing Street told us, “but clearly it’s got to be senior. Once he settles on what kind of general he is then we’ll have a parade.”

Will everyone be invited?

”They already are, whether they like it or not. But he has the overwhelming support of a majority of the British people for this change in style, both dress and management. He’s really just following the instructions of the people.”

I guess he’ll be needing medals too?

”Yes. He’’s now many famous victories defending the motherland. He’s won the war on immigrants, with his senior aide Priti Patel. He triumphed over the poor, with the help of a bus driver’s son. He’s just destroyed a sense of financial security for millions, that was do or die. Imagine the chaos now if Ed Milliband hadn’t fallen into the bacon sandwich trap? And May’s predecessor Corporal Cameron had lost? It doesn’t bear thinking about. Oh, and parliament will now be in permanent recess, as a mark of respect for General Johnson’s wisdom.”

The people had a vote, once, they don’t need another. Long live the general.

My plan is definitely not to bring back May’s shite Brexit deal reheated in a new session of Parliament – Boris

CLOCKWORK BORANGE : A source at 10 Downing Street has responded to outrage today over Boris Johnson’s government’s plan to ask the Queen to get involved in Brexit and suspend parliament.

“Of course we’re dragging the Queen into Brexit,” said Face Eating Alien Lizard Man, special advisor to the PM, “nothing is sacred. All means are justified by the ends. Especially the end of parliament. Especially the chance to roll back progress and enfranchisement of plebs with rights by decades, centuries even, if we can get away with it. So why the hell wouldn’t we drag the Queen into it?”

Quite. Eyes on the prize people.

But suspicious souls have attempted to look beyond the headline smash and grab of today and wonder at the next step.

“It’s pretty bloody obvious,” random person paying attention said (well, guessed), “old Bercow won’t let Boris bring back May’s Deal in this session of Parliament. So they need a new session of Parliament. If he can bully MPs into passing it he gets to deliver Brexit. There’s little chance he’ll be daft enough to do No Deal. The EU isn’t going to renegotiate. So it’s May’s Deal reheated and rebranded for Brexit.”

Okay….

“They’re not bothered at all about MPs attaching amendments to the Queen’s Speech opening the new session. They want parliament to legally block a No Deal, but in all the confusion they want MPs, most of whom aren’t paying too much attention, to see their choice between May’s resurrected deal and No Deal, or a GE in which Boris and Nigel work hand in hand to frame MPs as enemies of the people. Don’t underestimate how exhausted MPs are too. They may well pass the reheat to get it done with.”

This sounds like a pretty big and confusing gamble.

“It sounds like pay day each and every day on the exchange markets. Very much a part of Brexit. Chaos is cash. And Boris is a bluffer and a gambler and a chancer. Suspending parliament is a roll of the dice that lets him back them into a corner to deliver Brexit.”

It won’t work.

“Of course it won’t, it’s Brexit.”

Government to repeal all laws back to Bill of Rights 1689 – as MPs don’t get to choose which votes they respect

ABSOLUTE BOLLOCRACY : The aspiring (to) autocracy of Boris Johnson, and chums, have laid down the gauntlet today to MPs by declaring that all laws dating back to 1689 will be repealed.

“That includes the Bill of Rights in 1689 which established the supremacy of parliament over the monarchy,” Doom Cumon, spokesman for 10 Downing Street advised LCD Views, “and the best thing about it is, as we’re taking back control over the chamber of elected representatives, we’re just doing it. But they’ll hear about it when James Cleverly is told to tweet.”

The payoff for MPs will of course be an extended summer recess.

“Like, forever, on full pay with pensions.”

That will certainly get the support of many, not that it matters of course.

“To make the repeal of all laws back to 1689 even more special, we will be doing it live, broadcast on Facepamphlet, with some of our extra special MPs, like DExEU minister, Scan Barcode, repealing laws on camera.”

It’s felt the Lords too will be in on the act.

“Once the Act of Parliament in 1911, which abolished the ability of the House of Lords to veto legislation, is repealed, then the Lords can believe they’re back in control. This is why we’ll stuff it with kippers to ensure they don’t try and control anything. And the Queen will fast regain many powers, which she will be happy to gift to 10 Downing Street, lest we call her a traitor too.”

This is of course all good news for the sovereignty of parliament, and all Britons will be forced by Boris Johnson’s first royal decree to proclaim their support loudly at street parties, with bunting.

“It will mean certain changes to how society functions,” Doom Cumon added, “doffing of caps is back. Rule of thumb? Back. End of universal suffrage. Abolition of all workers rights and a return to full employment for children.”

It’s certain this government, if left to do as it pleases, will make the UK the greatest place to live on earth, for feudal minded, tax hating tyrants. Believe in Britain!

As for those who say that choosing which votes to respect is entirely how a democracy progresses, well, wait for the social media campaign calling you a traitor. In Brexit Britain there’s only one place that’s sovereign, and it’s not parliament.

Democracy is MPs doing what they’re blackmailed to do – Gov hits back at Church House MPs

TAKE BACK CONTROL : Doris Willies’ indentured servant MPs, and paid propagandists, have struck back firmly today after MPs not subject to Tory Party blackmail actually sat down and talked with each other.

“You can’t sit and talk and find common ground, and worse, work together,” Tory Tory MP blasted his parliamentary colleagues, “it’s undemocratic! Democracy is doing what you’ve been blackmailed into doing by someone who has a folder of compromising photos of you. Or just as bad, your internet search history. Or perhaps a list of your fishier donors. Or maybe something as simple as a way for a daft, overly inbred child to have a respectable career if you vote right. It’s certainly not sitting down and talking with each other across party lines!”

And the Willie government is right to be outraged. If MPs get used to talking with one another and deciding their common ground is country before party, it could lead to a general deterioration of modern British politics.

“Just imagine if enough MPs decide the future of the United Kingston is more important than five minutes mismanaging an important ministry, well, what will happen to Brexit? Billions have been spent to procure Brexit. Crimes have been committed and allegedly swept under the carpet. An entire nation has been divided, families sundered, millions of people psychologically terrorised. It can’t all be for nothing. Brexit backers expect a pay off. No more talking! It’s undemocratic!”

LCD Views find ourselves in the surprising situation of being in disagreement with the government.

We applaud MPs, and their party leaders, sitting down to find common cause. Making it openly known that’s what they’re doing. Deciding on a way forward that they publicise. It seems exceptionally democratic.

“There’s not much point in us attempting to silence parliament, if you’re just going to talk and work together anyway,” Tory Tory MP spluttered, “Take back control means take over parliament and silence it. That’s Brexit democracy. It’s been bought and paid for. It needs to be delivered or bloody hell, what will my wife say when the tabloids get hold of it?!”

Britain is ready for No Deal Brexit, claims Boris Johnson

Prime Minister Pants On Fire has told another whopper. All the No Deal preparations have, apparently, been done, says Boris Johnson, with his fingers tightly crossed behind his back.

The Whopper-o-Meter has been turned up to eleven for this one, though. Boris is hoping that having croggsies will save him.

As everybody knows, having croggsies (or skinch, faynites, exes, kings etc.) is enough to protect you from yourself. Boris therefore believes he has immunity from his every action and word. No wonder that he mimics Churchill’s hands behind his back pose.

Another advantage is that nobody can now tig him, so everybody else has to go chasing round in a futile manner. Nobody can TIG him, either.

Boris also believes that this action will prevent his pants catching fire. Unfortunately for him, even asbestos knickers have proved ineffective.

Everything will be just fine, the PM insists. Pharmacies are being advised to stockpile six weeks’ worth of essentials, ‘just in case’ No Deal Brexit turns out to be a bit shit.

Householders are being encouraged to turn over their prize lawns to produce six months’ worth of spuds by the end of October, on the off chance that Ireland won’t smuggle enough of them across the frictionless border to ensure that fat Englishmen get their daily ration of chips.

Johnson is hoping that nobody will notice that the EU will refuse to trade with the UK until we settle our liabilities, which Boris insists he will not do.

Johnson wants to dispose of his predecessor’s compromises, which made her deal possible, if not desirable. He wants to dismantle it despite voting for it, and carry on fudging until the last minute. With croggsies to get him off the hook.


Don’t panic! It could be worse. We could have nuclear hurricanes if Donald Trump gets his way. Instead we have Boris Johnson trying to divert the coming shitstorm with a Roman candle and a couple of sparklers.

Oscars confirm new award for 2020 : best performance at keeping a straight face while Trump or Boris talk

STONE COLD SILENCE : The governing committee of the Oscars have announced a new award to be handed out at the 2020 ceremony.

Le Blank.

The award is the first time the famous gong show has ventured into the political arena, although certainly not the first time actors have done so. And of course everyone knows politicians are mostly just actors anyway.

“It’s time to recognise the extreme lengths serious world leaders are going to to keep a straight face faced with the prize, populist arsehats proliferating on the world’s political stage,” committee organise Mrs J Udge told LCD Views, “you think you’ve seen strong acting by Walken, De Niro, those nice British chaps, Olivia who plays Queens really well, but you haven’t seen anything until you’ve watched a serious, principled politician sit through an hour of Trump without bursting out laughing, or crying, or crying and laughing.”

But controversy has inevitably engulfed the new category right at its inception. Acting critics are already debating if keeping a straight face, or le blank, while Boris or Trump speak is a feat of Stanislavsky or method? Even if they should be rewarded for not publicly reacting in the first place?

“There’s some debate over who should even qualify to begin with,” Mrs J Udge added, “we’ve all seen Macron and Merkel nod politely to Boris Johnson before bursting out laughing as soon as his back is turned. But it’s not what happens after the great director called history shouts ‘cut!’ that matters. It’s the stifling of the surge of irritation and scorn in the moment that counts.”

Donald Tusk is also thought to be pre-excluded on the basis of his tell tale smirk.

“If need be we’ll focus on domestic politics in the UK and USA. Keir Starmer has nodded along to ‘jobs first Brexit’ and other guff for years without letting the obvious, damned hysteria inside him out. It’s no mean feat to play your part as a leading politician from a technically left wing party that has been giving a hard right agenda like Brexit a moral stamp of approval by pretending it’s somehow feasible without smashing the very people you’re supposed to be protecting.”

And of course Amber Rudd and Nicky Morgan are red hot favourites for hypocritically somersaulting while not smiling, just for a short lived job in Johnson’s cabinet.

“Jo Johnson too. He’s my pick for being firing a total blank when it mattered.”

But what about the general public? Do they get a vote?

“Don’t be silly. They had one of those years ago. They don’t need another.”

Boris Johnson says he’ll still be invited to the G7 when he’s just the prime minister of England

KING OF LITTLE ENGLAND : Boris Johnson has responded to doubts about the future status of himself, and the United Kingdom, tonight by reaffirming his belief in Boris Johnson.

“Let me be absolutely clear. Let not the gloomsayers and the naymongers and the poopstickers spread the furtive flurries of doom about the future,” the poundstore tribute act to Trump said, “regardless of the shape or shadow or warp or weft of the United Kingdom, the future of Boris Johnson is not for a moment touch and go.”

The belief Mr Johnson espouses in Mr Johnson will come as little surprise to even irregular watchers of Mr Johnson.

“The only thing that matters is how important I feel in any given moment,” Mr Johnson added, “take not your medication after No Deal Brexit because you couldn’t agree to the cost with a blackmarketeer, that is your individual choice, your freedom. Feed not your children because you haven’t the get up and go to rush an army barricade in the street to raid a ration truck. That is your choice as a liberated Briton.”

The tangible opportunities of Brexit.

“You need have no fears or anxieties or sleepless nights over the status of your head of state. I am here to stay. With, or without, representative democracy.”

With or without a United Kingdom?

“And I tell you today, your prime minister will still be at the meetings of the G7. And card and life of the party that I am, it’ll be the prime ministers of Scotland and Wales that are on the extremities of the group photographs. Not the prime minister of Little England! I’ll be centre stage in Donald Trump’s pocket. Breast or trousers, or right between the buttocks head first.”

Make (smirk) England (ruffle hair) Great (grate) Again (as a parasitic service economy for tax dodgers adrift in the North Sea).

The Great British Fake Off – Downing Street release the official Brexit cake recipe

FAKING AND BAKING FOR BREXIT : Downing Street has responded today to popular demand from a hungry people and released the official Brexit cake recipe.

“We are all about pleasing the people,” a privately contracted, propaganda specialist working at Downing Street said, “we couldn’t ignore thousands of people discussing what sort of cake is Brexit and not release the actual, official recipe for the nation’s bakers. Let the people eat it!”

The recipe is guaranteed to produce a cake that looks suspiciously like a millionaire’s shortbread, but tastes like a load of balls.

“That’s because by this time next year, thanks to Brexit, we’ll all be millionaires,” the unofficial Downing Street official declared, “especially if you’re already a millionaire at this time this year. Where do you keep your wealth? Offshore! But anyway, back to the people’s cake.”

The appearance of a millionaire shortbread really is no mistake. Brexit is a millionaire’s speciality. Be that hard right or far left Brexit specialists, there millionaires all who have convinced people they’re the people’s champions. So why not listen to them and bake?

“There’s a bit of a giveaway in the old shortbread too. Bread being nostalgic slang for money. Shorting the pound being how to make bread. How tasty is Brexit? How tasty will be Brexit cake?

Yummy!

“Of course, not everyone who bakes the cake will get to eat it,” the official shrugged, “because in order to make a success of Brexit we will have to make sure hardworking British men and women are short of bread. But it’ll be worth it. Worth it for someone. Guess who?”

Bollocks to Brexit? Yes indeed. After all, it’s the only ingredient needed alongside nuts of course. Grab yours and get faking, we mean, baking!

Ben Stokes now the UK’s preferred Prime Minister

He bats, he bowls, he fields like a demon – damn it, he could probably sort Brexit with a mighty swish of his dashing willow. Everything points to the fact that Ben Stokes is now The People’s choice as Britain’s prime minister.

He would take over from the honorary president of the Bumbling Old Etonians Cricket Club, Boris ‘Golden Duck’ Johnson. Stokes has just seized a miraculous victory from near certain disaster. Number Ten beckons for England’s Number Five.

“Ben Stokes could sort out Brexit with a stick of rhubarb,” opined Sir Geoffrey Boycott, reverse swept up in the Headingley hysteria. “He would knock Macron, Merkel and Tusk for six, as easily as if they were Australian bowlers!”

Indeed the political team GB needs a miracle of Stokesian proportions. But this near-miraculous victory has given Brexiters hope.

“If Ben Stokes can pull off an impossible victory against the Australians, what can’t he do?” asked a sweaty, drunk but ecstatic man who only gave his name as ‘Brexity McBrexitface’. “The Irish border problem would be hit for six before you could say silly mid-off!”

To be fair, the country is not unanimous in its choice of Ben Stokes. Labour still favour Jeremy Corbyn, although there are mutterings about bringing in Stokes’ staunch ally Jack Leach as the next Labour Leader. Jacob Rees-Mogg naturally favours W. G. Grace.

Former cricketers, and indeed anyone else who remembers the Test Match drama at Edgbaston in 2005, and at Headingley in 1981, are recovering from collective brain orgasm. They are joyously recalling former captain Mike Brearley’s impressive stint as interim prime minister after Margaret Thatcher had to retire hurt in The Falklands.

The massive problem that has stumped finer minds than Johnson’s will now be sorted by a man who can bowl several hundred overs in the sort of 50 degree heat only an English summer can provide, score more often than the current incumbent, and never be caught with sandpaper in his pocket.

At least until 4 September, when Ben Stokes will be required to quit politics and return to test cricket. Play up! Play up! And play the game!

UK’s preferred prime minister to meet with caretaker PM Johnson today

DONALD TUSK TO USE BORIS JOHNSON AS A FOOTSTOOL : The anti-democratic toadstool currently pretending to a popular UK caretaker PM, Boris de Phaffle Johnson, is to meet with the UK’s preferred prime minister, Donald Tusk, today.

“The meeting is designed to waste time,” a caretaker PM aide told LCD Views, “you know, appear to be doing something, while in reality the caretaker is just trying to look busy while he runs down the clock until Halloween.”

It’s not clear what talking points Mr Johnson will take into the meeting, largely because they’ll just be superfluous.

“Mr Tusk already has Mr Johnson’s measure,” the aide shrugged, “it’s thought he’ll spend the majority of the meeting smiling in that knowingly amused way he has. Mr Johnson will try out some new stand up material in the hope of disarming Mr Tusk. Then he’ll move into ‘old chum’ mode and ask for Donald’s help to end parliamentary democracy in the UK for the enrichment of an international clique of sociopaths using Mr Johnson for their own ends.”

It’s thought though that both parties will avoid the subject of relative popularity in the UK. Latest opinion polling by NoGov has demonstrated an overwhelming desire in a large percentage of the electorate for Mr Tusk to takeover and govern. To head up the much touted government of national unity.

“We just hope Mr Tusk isn’t going to try and get one up on President Macron,” the aide worried, “he successfully tricked the big blonde boofhead to put his shoe on the Elysee furniture while flashing his bollocks. With dozens of digital cameras catching every heartbeat. Talk about outplayed.”

Mr Johnson’s team are right to be worried of course. Mr Tusk is more than capable of tricking Mr Johnson to get down on all fours by suggesting there’s a hot bit of posh blonde tail waiting under his chair.

“Then he’ll use Mr Johnson has a footstool,” the aide predicted, “which will be a too realistic example of what Johnson’s time as caretaker government will turn the UK into for the world’s big players if Mr Johnson isn’t replaced by an actual, proper prime minister soon.”