Despite promises of everything to anyone without any basis in reality and without any concept for achieving it (much like the Brexit campaigners) the Official Monster Raving Loony Party has so far only had moderate electoral success even in an eccentric
country assortment of four countries that are somehow one, but then again are not, like the United Kingdom. (Limited warranty applies to the term “United”.)
The years of floccinaucinihilipilification of this very British tradition by the ungrateful British voters has finally come to an end, albeit without any of these voters having a say in it: Today, Boris Johnson, the biggest monster raving loony still in freedom has been appointed Foreign Secretary.
Ironically for the Brexit voters who believed they voted for “democracy” and “sovereignty”, the appointment was made by someone who was appointed by someone who came to power 63 years ago by virtue of her father’s death and based on the claim that God once handed a magic sword to one of her ancestors.