It’s a good few years since I stopped believing in Santa Claus,
but after the events of the past week, I’ve decided to give him one more chance.
So here’s my Christmas present wish list.
Dear Santa
What I really, really want for Christmas is a bunch of MPs
who will vote according to what they think will be best for their country, not
just best for their party.
Can I also have a prime minister who says what she believes,
not just what she thinks will get her through one more crisis?
The thing is, Santa, I’d love to unwrap something on
Christmas morning that will make me feel a bit better about the future. I’ve
looked everywhere online for something called an UnBrexit, but I haven’t found
anything at all. Perhaps you’ll have more luck.
How about a Make A New Prime Minister kit? I’ve never been
much good at making things, but I’m sure I could do a lot better than whoever
made the one we’ve got.
Can I have a Book of Spells as well? I’d love a Make People
Disappear spell, because I’ve got a long list of people I want to try it on.
I’d start with Boris Johnson (did you see that The Economist named him as this year’s ‘politician who has done
most to let down his party and country’? They called him ‘a demagogue not a
statesman’, and said ‘he is the most irresponsible politician the country has
seen for many years.’ That’s why I want to make him disappear.)
If I can make the spell work, I’d also try it out on Nigel
Farage, Jacob Rees-Mogg, Chris Grayling and Dominic Raab. I’m sure you’re
familiar with Ko-Ko’s song in The Mikado by
Gilbert and Sullivan: ‘They’d none of ‘em be missed, they’d none of ‘em be
missed.’
I know you realise that I’m far too old to be writing
letters to Santa: you know perfectly well that I know, deep down, that they are
the stuff of fantasy. But fantasy seems to be all I’ve got left this Christmas
– I’ve had a bellyful of reality and I’ve decided I don’t like it very much.
I particularly don’t like reading articles like this one, in
which Brexit-obsessed Britain is mocked as ‘small, boring and stupid’. ‘It is
Britain’s unique ignorance that makes Britain so boring. Ignorant about its
leverage and ignorant about the EU, the U.K. is coming across as clumsy and
caddish.’
Oh yes, one last thing. Could you tell people to stop asking
me what’s going to happen next? Perhaps you could put a little note under every
Christmas tree: ‘Robin Lustig wants you to know he’s a reporter, not a fortune
teller.’ (I did try a bit of futurology last week, but it wasn’t a great
success.)