I cannot think of a period in any time of my life when so much has happened at such an unrelenting pace. The political narrative is driven by the conflict between those that wield power and those that desire it and since Brexit the narrative is being written faster than anyone can fathom. Who can predict what the last page will say? We’ve shaken the kaleidoscope, the pieces are now in flux.
It is unusual in British politics for both government and opposition to melt down at the same time. Usually one or the other has the capacity or initiative to kick the other in the teeth when opportunity presents. But Brexit changed everything. The Prime Minister resigned on the morning following the referendum, firing the starting gun on the race for the leadership of the conservative party. The official opposition is in complete disarray: a motion of no confidence has failed to rid them of their bumbling but popular leader, as has the mass resignation of almost the entire shadow cabinet. The man who shied away from power for so long now clings to it for dear life – to the incredulity of his peers, the ridicule of the media and the bewilderment of everyone else. Boris Johnson, the presumptive heir to Cameron, has been brutally stabbed in the back by his colleague Michael Gove – who implausibly launched his own campaign for the leadership. Now both of their reputations lie in tatters and many wonder whether there was any point to the referendum at all.