Bad news seems to be the order of the day currently though every so often there is a ray of shining light.
Beto O'Rourke is one of those rising stars of the American political scene.
Taking part in a local hustings, he talked powerfully about the school shootings in the US and the law that permits an 18 year old to buy guns designed for use in military combat. At one point, someone laughed and he rounded on them saying "It might be funny to you, motherfucker, but it's not funny to me." The crowd roared its approval of his intemperate, heart-felt response. I'm fairly certain that I would have stood and cheered too.
In contrast, Boris Johnson is still a working MP and, until the Leadership Contest provides a replacement, he remains the current Leader of the Conservative Party and de facto Prime Minister. He's demonstrated that he doesn't care two fucks about any of those three roles. He's just left the country for his second overseas holiday of the year. Good to hear that he has been heckled in Greece and told in no uncertain terms that he should get back to work.
Monday 15 August was a good day. Monday 15 August was the day that the first removal van parked up outside No10 Downing Street. My heart goes out to those poor workers who are going to have to pack and carry all of the knavish trumpery out of the building but I wish them godspeed.
Matthew Parris writing in The Times has been reasonably trenchant in his dismissal of Liz Truss and all her works.
Liz Truss is a planet-sized mass of overconfidence and ambition teetering upon a pinhead of political brain. It must all come crashing down.
This news broadcast begins with BBC reporter Quentin Somerville announcing in earnest tones "Burning behind me is eight and a half tons of heroin, opium, hash and other narcotics."
He then collapses into a fit of uncontrollable giggles with a shit-eating grin on his face.