The other night, an audio recording was made of what sounded like a domestic dispute between, Boris Johnson, the UK Conservative Party’s leadership front-runner, and his new girlfriend, Carrie Symonds. Apparently, the recording was made by a concerned neighbour after the alleged row ruffled the peace in the elegant London street where Ms Symonds has an apartment. The Guardian newspaper has heard the tape including the sound of Mr Johnson shouting “Get off my fucking laptop!” before there was a loud crash, after which Ms Symonds can be heard complaining that there is red wine spilt on her sofa. She is said to have shouted “You just don’t care for anything because you are spoilt. You have no care for money or anything.”
Metropolitan police officers were called to the scene after midnight by the woman who made the recording because she said she was concerned for the woman’s safety. The police duly arrived and after talking to the couple said “there were no offences or concerns”. When Mr Johnson left the flat the following morning, he said what is by now his usual response to the media: “no comment.”
It was just another storm in a teacup, a first-world drama from the ranks of the British ruling classes. It was only a wrecked sofa in a £1 million pound flat, a broken wine glass, maybe, and some strong language. Nothing surprising really for the likes of Mr Boris Johnson and the rest of the Conservative Party elite, those infamous university friends, the members of Oxford’s Bullingdon Club
So no big deal. Except, what does this really say to the British people at a time when the country is in its deepest crisis in 70 years? Do we really need our next Prime Minister to be a spoilt elitist who, in his girlfriend’s words, doesn’t care about anything because he is so spoilt. He may say “no comment” but I say first is the spoiled sofa, next it will be a spoiled UK.
The election or not of Boris Johnson as Britain’s next Prime Minister, in case you didn’t know, will be decided by the 160,000 members of the Conservative Party in a country with a population of 66 million. Oh Britain! Where is our democracy in the country’s great hour of need? Boris would just say “Get off my fucking laptop!”