Prime Minister Boris Johnson’s visit to the Grand Duchy of Luxembourg was a failure. That Boris once again failed to agree to the European authorities is half a disaster. His predecessor Theresa May was no more fortunate. But the troubles didn’t stop there. Wounded by popular ignorance Boris got into the crew and quickly disappeared, and the press conference after the negotiations took place without him.
More precisely, Her Majesty’s Prime Minister was physically absent there, but he was very much present. The Luxembourg prime minister addressed the press in the genre of “horns to him and between him.”
He said that the head of the British government should act, not engage in demagoguery. “Before Brexit, voters were told they would get back from social security, that Brexit would be done in 24 hours, and everything would be fine, but no one could say, “Sorry, that’s a lie,” Bettel said. And he added that EU authorities need written proposals on Brexit from Johnson, not empty talk.
This is reminiscent of the conclusions, finally made about his namesake: “With Boris Abramovich, you can talk about something only in the presence of a notary and two witnesses.” It is difficult to call Her Majesty The Prime Minister a crook more clearly and unequivocally.
Of course, during the war, there were times that were expressed: “Gott, strafe England” or even stronger. From 1914 there was an Austro-Hungarian propaganda card depicting the then British prime minister:
“On the gallows, in a pleasant sing
Edward Gray of the breed of a rock of the swaying,
We should hang it in advance etc.”
But in times of war, what just does not happen, if we talk about peacetime (because Britain and the EU, it seems, are not at war yet), what happened to Johnson is unprecedented.
He was forced to flee, and then the host of the event expressed everything he thought about the guest. By the way, Bettel’s directness leads to the suspicion that popular indignation – “To the death of Boris and Borisov puppies!” – was not that direct, but indignant, let’s say, did not interfere. For some reason, during visits of Vladimir Putin or Xi Jinping to Europe, there is no hoot and a giant, although they also have a claim to them – a hundred people for a cat concert will definitely gather. But this does not happen because the protocol service (and other services) hosts know their business. And then we didn’t know.
Of course, we can say that quarreling with Russia or China, resorting to direct insults, is more expensive, so decency is observed. But it used to be that it was more expensive to quarrel with the UK. Moreover, Boris was abused in dwarf Luxembourg with a population ten times smaller than the British one. Under Grandpa, that is, under the old political thinking there was no such thing. Although, of course, it is clear that the outrage took place with the tacit approval of Brussels. There, too, a proud British lion is all deathly fed up, exactly a mare with a burrow – neither there nor here.
Luxembourg’s shams have two sources: objective and subjective.
Objectively, London, with its desire to do business with the EU so that the EU did not care about what is happening on the islands, but London was dealing with everything that happens on the continent, has long been a bone in the throat of the European authorities. The only reason was missing, but with the decision to hold Brexit the occasion appeared. Islanders are a cut-off hunk, and there is nothing to count on for outstanding divorce benefits.
Subjectively, Johnson is perhaps the worst candidate for very difficult negotiations with the EU. His political image is a deliberate eccentricity (unsympathetic to Johnson would say “hip”). The English seemed to like it (“I love the English, they have every second eccentric” – S.Y. Marshak), but in European capitals sit not the British, and representatives of other nations. When the islanders are already fed up, the appearance as their representative of a man who is perky to the impossible is able to rescue even the shimonak-in okay.
Since there are no enactors sitting in Brussels, the failure should have happened sooner or later. How the Foreign Office will react to all this is an interesting question. In the old days, a Luxembourg comedy about Tsar Boris would have been considered an incident that could cause war or the smallest thing- the severance of relations. But now the new thinking, the skin has been removed – not on the wool to push, so, perhaps, and swallow.