St George's Day: A Perfect Celebration of Inferiority

The ersatz English pride expressed by the entirely bogus St George’s Day celebrations is deeply creepy. I hate it. Wandering through London this week and bumping into people wrapped in red and white flags or dressed as knights has made me feel deeply embarrassed to be English. And how can Boris Johnson be so so daft as to embrace this nonsense. He surely can’t mean it.

But it did make me wonder about the true scope of the London mayor’s ambitions for himself and Britain-England, coinciding as it did with his admission that has not ruled out a run for Downing Street (presumably after he has beaten David Cameron at ping-pong for the job). This would seriously worry me because Boris Johnson is yet to establish his democratic principles by reforming City Hall and the institution of Mayor. He never really understood why it was an issue that Ken Livingstone ran London as his personal fiefdom.