It has been a long time since I put keyboard to screen and wrote about politics in the UK. Last year, the election for London Mayor (necessary to get rid of Bogey Boris) and the upcoming Brexit vote attracted most of my attention. Well, we all know that the London Mayor thing ended very happily with Mr Khan (no, not the one from the TV show) got elected, and promptly reversed the decision by Bogus to block the new stadium for AFC Wimbledon and allowed it to go ahead. Wimbledon celebrated by beating Plymouth 2-0 in the Wembley Play Off Final for Division One, and old Grey was beside himself with happiness on all fronts.
However it could not last, and in June, rather like turkeys voting for Christmas and lemmings playing “follow my lying leader”, the British voted to leave the EU. The Government, or rather Mr Cameron, promptly resigned, Farago, miniGove, and Bogus all thought they were both Brutus and Caesar at the same time and annihilated each other, and St Theresa May became PM, or Maggie May 2 as Rod Stewart might have sung. This was all bad enough and even now, eight months on, we don’t know what we voted for, how it will be implemented and we have yet to find a single person who will be better off once whatever it is has been accomplished. I am still struggling to come to terms with all this and what it will mean for dogs and the availability of that delicious French dog food. However I was just coming to a view when the biggest disaster of all hit us squarely in the groin. And I don’t mean AFC Wimbledon losing to Sutton United in the FA Cup 3rd Round replay.
No, the likely remaining lifetime of the planet has been rudely shocked by the Apes in the US. Or “Us Apes” as they are often known. Contrary to all expectations, they have made Donald Chump the most “u” “s” president of all times. A complete clown, and a parody of a human being, they let him rig the election by getting his handler, Mr Pyootoff, together with a minority of the voters, to hack into the voting computer and put in more kilobytes than the nice Mrs Clintons-Cards. As a result, he is now sending out executive orders, tweets and alternative facts every few minutes. The humans around the world are dazed and confused, but what does it mean for dogs?
Well, for a start, he has got a dog. The Sun (which never peddles alternative facts) had a headline recently
“Trump picks Goldendoodle as his White House pet…and he’s named it Patton after the legendary WWII general”
although an American news source had another headline
Donald Trump has no idea what dogs are or what they do
Well, I can tell him what dogs do. They sleep and shit all day. Based on his performance so far, I hope Donald Chump ends up doing the same, as the challenge should keep him occupied 24/7 as they say in the Planet of the US Apes. I am sure we will hear more of this, but for the moment, I am beginning to wonder if a few prayers might be in order. Everything else has failed, so in with faith and out with facts and logic. Woof woof.
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