the party of hereditary privilege,
anywhere in the English-speaking
world, throws its literate elements
to the maw of nativist cannibalism.
There's a nasty stink of inorganic
impostorship in these impertinences,
of the soil from which it arose. The
Times publishes a fine report today,
on the compulsory schism which Brit-
win's Prime Minister is imposing on
his Party, culminating in expelling
one of his country's ornaments of a
distinctly British tradition, the
He might as well have told Francis
Drake not to go sailing, or Patrick
so he jettisoned Rory Stewart, than
whom no one holds a more permanent
claim on travel literature's shelf.
Britain has only begun to be sorry,
for a gruesome imitation of America.
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