A predictable epidemic of froggy bashing has erupted in Britain as Emmanuel Macron brings his global victory tour to Britain. He is rubbing-in his humiliation of Theresa May with the ‘gift’ of the Bayeux Tapestry, although in truth merely the loan of it, which you do not need Trumpian genius to know commemorates the last time anyone from France was able to claim any kind of creditable victory against Albion.
Not since De Gaulle has Britain faced such a cunning adversary. Macron makes no secret of his ambition to punish the City for Brexit, and provoke an exodus of bankers to Paris. This is unlikely as Paris it must be said has many of the characteristics of a ‘shithole’, starting at the Gare du Nord.
But like it or not, Macron, who turned 40 just before Christmas, is the last man standing in the global political talent show. After the auto-immolation of Theresa May, the freakshow of Donald Trump, the decline of Angela Merkel, the disgrace and humiliation of Justin Trudeau, Macron’s presidential air squadron has never been so busy, ferrying him between adoring welcomes.
He has just been in Beijing lecturing the Chinese and before that he was stopping off to visit his troops in Africa.
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