As I almost always do, I sleep well, a blessing. The shower in the hotel may be a disappointment, but the breakfast is a triumph: multiple fruits, breads, cheeses, meats, fishes, cakes, drinks, and sauces. There’s even hot food, but I gorge on a “continental breakfast,” which is usually a miserable experience in Britain. Keir Starmer has not resigned, but he can’t go on for long. All the options seem miserable: him staying; somebody else taking over and failing; a general election with Nigel Farage becoming Prime Minister; and something I haven’t thought but unlikely to be good and most likely bad. Is Britain becoming ungovernable? Is serious politics no longer possible? Britain’s century-old decline seems to be accelerating. I think back on Katie Balls, a political journalist, predicting something like this before the last election and even getting the timing right. She thought that it might be a crisis in the NHS that would precipitate the national crisis. She imagined (a better…
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