Rake’s Progress: The unstoppable rise of Boris Johnson

George Galloway – Russia Today June 19, 2019

The first time I ever spoke to Boris Johnson, almost certainly Britain’s next prime minister, was when my phone rang in London’s Soho back in 2002 and a now familiar voice boomed “I want to interview Saddam Hussein.”

At the time I was the only British politician still traveling to sanctions-stricken Iraq and the only one who met regularly with the Iraqi leadership in the run-up to the war. As a sweetener, Boris, for it was he, threw in that he didn’t “believe all that stuff” about weapons of mass destruction. Not that such disbelief was ever enunciated publicly of course. I passed on his request but the Iraqis, never having heard of him, turned down the request.

His call and its follow-up pressure taught me several things about the future foreign secretary and soon-to-be prime minister.

The first and most banal was his extraordinary presumptuousness. I was then a more senior parliamentarian than he – I had been elected in 1987 he only in 2001 – we had never been introduced (still a ‘thing’ in parliamentary terms) and he didn’t bother even introducing himself, merely an announcement followed by a request for access which sounded awfully like a demand.

The second was, like the young Churchill – his idol – his thirst to be where the action was even at personal (not inconsiderable) and definitely political damage. I wasn’t known then by my enemies as the MP for Baghdad Central for nothing!

And thirdly, his willingness to effect any political position which suited his purpose at any particular time.

This would come back, rather more significantly, when the referendum on Brexit was announced and the question of where Boris (then a considerable figure and twice-elected Mayor of London) would make his stand – Leave or Remain?

His answer was both, or either, in that he penned two lengthy (and well-remunerated) pieces for the Daily Telegraph (which pays him £275,000 per year for a weekly column) one arguing the case for Leave and the other for Remain.

It is said that it was only at that point he plumped for Brexit, which from my point of view was a mixed-blessing. Because between my first encounter and 2016, Boris Johnson had insulted half the planet and rumbled from one race-row to another, one piece of crass classism to another.

As the editor of the right-wing Spectator he had traduced the entire city of Liverpool (his then leader Michael Howard dispatched him to the city to apologize), spoken about black “piccaninnies” with their “water-melon smiles,” traduced Turkish people and generally boorishly displayed all the prejudices of the English upper-class. This was all an act of projection of course as no British parliamentarian has a more exotic lineage than Alexander Boris de Pfeffel Johnson.

His great grandfather, the Circassian Ali Kemal was a political asylum seeker from, er, Turkey. Boris was born in New York City (and was a dual citizen until the US tax authorities tried to get their hands on half the profits he made from a house-sale). His great-grandmother was a Russian-Jewish immigrant to the United States. Indeed the name Boris came from a Russian émigré his parents had befriended. A “one man melting-pot” with Jewish, Muslim and Christian great-grandparents. Yet still he felt the need to play the English public-schoolboy straight out of Tom Brown’s Schooldays (crossed with Billy Bunter) – right up to and including his brief tenure as Britain’s senior diplomat – the foreign secretary.

His Turkishness was repaid by an obscene poem he wrote insulting the Turkish President Erdogan and by extension his people. His Russianness – by a Cold War Iron Curtain hawkishness to make John Bolton blush. His Muslimness – by his description of Muslim women in traditional dress as “looking like letter boxes.” And so on, and on.

But it is all an act. Boris can be anything you want him to be. Like Groucho Marx he has principles, but if you don’t like them, he has others. He is an ideological Indian rubber-man, “bend me, shape me anyway you want me.”

Thus the man who wasn’t sure whether we should Leave or Remain in the European Union, became Mr Brexit, inseparably linked forever with empty Brexit slogans on the side of a bus. The man who once called for an alliance with Russia against ISIS, was just as capable of demanding “Assad must go” at the point of western bayonets – thus leaving ISIS in charge of Damascus (whilst also describing his sublime happiness at the Syrian recapture of Palmyra from the terrorists the rest of his politics was supporting). He might reset relations with Russia or go to the brink of war with her. It all depends…

Boris Johnson will become the new Tory PM because though the odds remain against him (the Tory Party is currently fourth in the national opinion polls) he is the only card the party has with any possibility of clawing their way back into public affections. He is the ultimate wild-card. It might all go wrong but on the other hand it might go right. His rivals are sure-fire losers, that’s for sure.

Boris Johnson might not thrive – or even survive – in any other polity in the world, but he has what he would call in perfect French, a certain “Je ne sais Quoi.” A certain something. Intangible, difficult to define, but like the camel easy to recognise. Boris can stop the traffic. If he entered a shopping mall you were in, you’d certainly know he was there. Though you would be wise to lock up your daughters – and your wife – if he did.



4 responses to “Rake’s Progress: The unstoppable rise of Boris Johnson”

  1. Very likely,on closer examination,you would find his ancestor Ali Kemal was ACTUALLY a crypto Jew…..
    The Muslim nonsense will be thrown in to get a few extra votes….
    On “closer examination” you would find Franco’s bodyguard were not Muslims but actually crypto Jews….yes it is completely odd for a nationalist fascist to have a bodyguard composed of Moroccans….but first consider his surname FRANCO…which is Sephardic Jewish.(There’s a Jewish Hollywood actor with this name)

  2. excellent tiberius thankyou

  3. Boris the CLown… perfect for the UK’s last ‘champion’! Isn’t it the same here in the States with our man Trumpy the CLown? From life under his father to his later patrons like Roy Cohn, the grooming process can easily be seen. As the song goes, “you have to be carefully taught”. Look at how so many of these puppets are supported by the state as they progress up the stage to be the main act. Boris has received favorable, playful coverage all along, same with Trump.. who appeared on Opray’s how many times … and later during the election on MSNBC etc… and who was his ‘opposition’ but Hillary the psychopath… who needed no training as she ‘was born that way’… like Soros. All of these puppets serve the clubhouse… Macron, the little boy in short pants… Merkel and her East German intel connections…. all of them have been ‘carefully taught’… groomed for success as puppets. Boris is perfect for the grand finale, a nice reflection from across the pond as life here in the school of purgatory comes to an end… the PTB ‘send in the clowns’…. this is how they plan to ‘out their OWO’… the markets are rigged to go like a giant House of Cards…. they will ‘pull the rug out’ and laugh as it all collapses…. so they can lay all the blame on their old puppet show and introduce us to their NWO.. global police state… no puppets needed, so Boris’s time will be rather short… but all he wants is the limelight… policies and such are meaningless to a well groomed puppet. Just throw a few spotlights on him and watch him glow!

  4. A good piece on Boris the Bullshitting Buffoon by George Galloway and absolutely outstanding spot-on commentary above by gdpetti. Humanity is doomed if organized Jewry and the criminal central banking cabal aren’t destroyed very soon.