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I'm one of the thousands of Yellowhammered civil servants working on no-deal preparations who had to prorogue their disbelief this week. We congregated around the screens of colleagues - subconsciously huddling together like emperor penguins - as we followed Twitter and various live-feeds reporting that Johnson had actually done what he repeatedly said he didn't want to do, what many of his inner sanctum insisted he would never do, and what his legal team repeatedly assured Gina Miller he certainly didn't intend to do.

None of us is in any doubt about what's just happened. This shutting down of accountability may be dressed up in the language of prorogation, and dignified by arcane royal pageantry. But it can't disguise the smirking, smug sense of reckless entitlement that stinks of the worst kind of Bullingdon Club blowout. This is constitutional vandalism, and everyone knows it.

Yes, yes, we've all got outrage fatigue. But I've genuinely never seen my colleagues so dismayed, so angry and - somehow worst of all - so disorientated. And after already enduring two rounds of Yellowhammer, that's saying something. What's going on?

There are very articulate civil servants...

Things are going to slide, slide in all directions
Won't be nothing
Nothing you can measure anymore
L. Cohen

by john_evans (john(dot)evans(dot)et(at)gmail(dot)com) on Fri Aug 30th, 2019 at 04:56:37 PM EST

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