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When 6 of the G7 don’t want to even look at you.
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Winston is confused that he’s an opposition MP and not actually part of the Government
In a dream sequence this could be all the EU leaders mingling at a grand feast a la’ The Cook, the Thief, His Wife & Her Lover’ with B. Johnson as the piece of resistance.
Thought of a second uneasy dream sequence with the Eagles Hotel California ringing in my mind – an analogy for a wealthy dilettante servant of the ruinous Conservative Party trying with Brexit, to pull the UK out of the EU, where it has rooted and grown (an attempt that would leave the UK truly rotted and gutted):
And in the master’s chambers, They gathered for the feast, They stab it with their steely knives
But they just can’t kill the beast.
Last thing I remember, I was running for the door, I had to find the passage back to the place I was before,
“Relax,” said the night man, “We are programmed to receive, You can check-out any time you like
But you can never leave!” (azLyrics)
Chaos Cult ceremonial summoning circle