Boris Johnson as Tory leader – what fun!
Can you conceivably imagine our Boris as prime minister, cycling from 10 Downing Street to the House of Commons, escorted by police outriders in order to secure his safety?
The cavalcade, a sight for sore eyes, will certainly compete with the ritual of the changing of the guards outside Buckingham Palace, and will, in the long-run, attract a multitude of foreign tourists, who will no doubt consider the spectacle a great display of English eccentricity.
Nothing that Boris does or is likely to do in the future is predictable. He’s a man full of bounce, masquerading at times as a likeable buffoon, often with the intent of confounding people as to his intended aim, but always with his eyes totally transfixed to enhance his popularity.
Our bonking mayor will perhaps be the first PM who would have enjoyed his dallying with women without ever feeling the remorse of having been caught out.
Even some of the feminists, who would in normal circumstances have felt appalled at his kind of hedonistic inclinations, seem to find him rather cutely loveable, and would secretly, I guess, bear-hug him if given the chance.
He has certainly declared that he would not say no to being prime minister, if he were asked to rescue the country – likening himself to the Roman leader, Cincinnatus, a retired statesman and farmer who was called on to save Rome in 458BC.
The comparison is rather apt. He was offered the dictatorship, which he took for just sixteen days while rescuing the Roman army from invaders, after which he returned to his farm, picked up his plough, and continued from where he left off. Revered for his modesty, Cincinnatus returned briefly to lead Rome during a peasant revolt.
This role model assumed by Boris is rather intriguing. Could he live up to the man whose mantle he would like to inherit, given their totally different backgrounds? Likening himself to the Roman farmer-cum-statesman is perhaps a step too far. But with Boris, the unachievable is not relevant since he has proved time and again that nothing is beyond his reach.
The mayor was cornered by pupils from Norwood school in south London, who were talking part in a BBC news report, for an interview broadcast on Radio 4’s Today programme. Asked whether he would like to lead the country, he retorted: ‘Only if I were to be called from my plough to serve. I would not, of course, say no.’
He could not be more categoric in admitting his ambition to become prime minister.
David Cameron should seriously accept the fact that Boris is no easy target to dispose of if the Tories lose the next general election, which on present form seems inevitable. Boris will become unstoppable, and rightly so.
His popularity will eclipse any future Labour leader, and his modus operandi will be hard to resist.
The problem with the present government and its Labour opposition is based on a misguided ideology that political correctness, which is a load of rubbish, and the control of the press – again, a dangerous path to take – are the keys to a true democracy. Instead of going forwards the trend today is to go backwards. It discards the lessons of history, for a new generation of mollycoddled politicians are still in their infancy and are devoid of the wisdom that the street can impart.
The big question now is, can Boris rise to the challenge and give us a glimmer of hope to revive our spirits amid the gloom that’s threatening to engulf us all? Time will only tell.
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Is olive oil the slimmer’s elixir?
Putting olive oil on the dinner table could help you stay slim, because the smell makes us feel full.
This unusual discovery comes after scientists tracked volunteers who ate a 500g yoghurt every day for three months. Some had added olive oil, while others included rapeseed oil, lard or butter.
Those who had olive oil ate fewer calories overall, and none put on weight. Blood tests showed they had higher levels of serotonin, a so-called satiety hormone that makes us feel full.
Scientists at Munich’s Technische Universitaet and the University of Vienna said this was due to an aroma compound not found in other fats and oils. They were able to recreate the results by adding the aroma compounds – but not olive oil itself – to yoghurts.
I must confess I am an olive oil addict. For breakfast, I pour a good measure of the oil on low fat soft cheese, and eat the mixture with two slices of toasted wholemeal bread. At lunch, if I have steamed potatoes I do the same exercise by sprinkling a few drops of the oil to give them an added aroma. And of course a salad taste is totally enhanced by the addition of this magical oil, which I invariably use. In Italian restaurants I dip freshly baked bread in the oil as a matter of habit.
As a young boy I always ate olives in abundance and I must have been weaned on the oil itself – and that is the reason I find myself unable to live without it.
So folks get into the habit of having olive oil with your meal if you want to remain slim, healthy and with an alert and sharp mind. And don’t forget to use the oil to unblock your ears so that you can hear better and avoid the loss of opportunities. You will then feel the joie de vivre for being lubricated throughout your entire body and outlive those who have yet to discover its many benefits.