Never mind sabotaging Brexit. The sight of MPs clamouring to be photographed alongside Greta Thunberg yesterday dealt yet another harmful blow to our democracy. The Swedish clairvoyant is the constituent of no British politician. She contributes not a penny in taxes to HM Treasury. And yet our parliamentarians lined up to listen in wonder to her ramblings about the future. Thunberg’s message, echoing the prophecies of Extinction Rebellion, comes as music to a politician’s ears. Humanity is doomed, says the pig-tailed time-traveller. MPs love the rhetoric of global catastrophe because it means more influence for them, and less for oiks like us.
At PMQs the understudies took the stage. Emily Thornberry shuddered theatrically over Donald Trump’s forthcoming visit and she suggested that he be seated at the state banquet between David Attenborough and Ms Thunberg. Nothing would get the president to cancel faster.
Eco-nuttery had spread across the backbenches. Danielle Rowley wailed that the country is ‘hurtling towards a climate disaster.’
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