As Keir Starmer clings onto power with regular cascades of mendacious drivel, there must be some satisfaction for him, something to outweigh the unpleasant aspects of being widely despised as an absurdly dishonest bungler.
The cardboard knighthood, the office, chauffer-driven cars, security, international trips, photo opportunities, they must inject some satisfaction into the willing veins of certain people and Keir Starmer must be one of those people.
The role of a modern UK Prime Minister may be as fake as a nine pound note but the satisfaction must be enough to convince Starmer that he has achieved something worthwhile.
He hasn't achieved anything worthwhile at all, but the State chooses to wrap him in a Prime Ministerial cocoon which tells him otherwise and he goes along with it.
For now.
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