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Saturday, May 25, 2019

Theresa May, the 'cast' iron lady



The topic of the new Iron Lady suited us well as a business card

The vitola of the 'daughter of the vicar' served to compare her prematurely with Angela Merkel. Then came the sambenito of "terribly difficult woman" (courtesy of his fellow Kenneth Clarke), used by herself to strut around Brussels, while in London reiterated that of Brexit to scratch the hyenas of the hard wing of her party.

The decline of Theresa May really began with that "Strong and Stable" that served as the worst slogan for her campaign in the early elections of 2017, her first major miscalculation. Instead of consolidating her mandate as David Cameron's successor, the conservative leader proved to be a much more "weak and unstable" leader than could be deduced after her forging as secretary of the Interior, totally lost in the swell of the campaign, unable to connect with the voters.

Even so, most Britons continued to respect her for months, believing that the Brexit would occur at 11 pm in London (midnight in Brussels) on March 29, 2019.
The date written in stone was crumbled in clay. His iron mood ended up melting into the open fire of his own party. The hard 'brexiteros' shot to kill and the conservative media (with the Daily Telegraph and the Sun at the head) were shooting her with her headlines and her cartoons, until turning her into a caricature of herself.

"Could perhaps exists in additional congregation," said the president of the European Commission Jean-Claude Juncker, precisely when the 'premier' still had a minimum of credibility in his land. Then came the cure of reality, and the splinter of the "safeguard" Irish, which was the chinita in his leopard imitation shoes.

Juncker now declares his last admiration for May and her condition of "hard and resilient woman", against the crowd of successors and successors who have been sharpening their knives since the disaster of those early elections that served to complicate everything. The 'Tories' lost their parliamentary majority and the 'premier' was suddenly seen between the sword of the hard wing of his party and the wall of the Northern Irish Unionists.
The conspiracies against May date back to September 2017, when the Brexit began to 'soften' in his speech in Florence. Then came the nightmare of the Conference of the Conservative Party in Manchester, when he lost his voice while the poster behind him was losing the lyrics, after a spontaneous interrupted his speech. Many saw everything as a foretaste of his fall. But he still had rope.

Persistent to nausea, the 'premier' gave the impression of straightening the ship when it was a year before the chimes. That other speech, at the Mansion House, however, marked a new turning point. Then came the 'encerrona' of Checkers, which led to the resignation of his Brexit minister David Davis and the much-announced escape of Boris Johnson, finally free, leaving a trail of loud gaffes as head of the Foreign Office.

Thus began the unceasing tide of government crisis and the succession of headlines predicting the last afternoons with Theresa. But the greatest battle was still lurking in Westminster, after that race against time to close the Brexit agreement with Brussels in the throes of 2018. The House of Commons punished May with the biggest parliamentary defeat of a Government in the history of the Kingdom. United: 432 against 202 votes. Oblivious to the setback, the "premier" tried again twice, and reduced the difference to 58 votes at the end, including the 34 'ultrabreweries' of his own party who finally dug their pit.

Since then, May has lived on loan, even though on Tuesday she was unmarked with another of her unfortunate speeches at the PricewaterhouseCoopers headquarters, opening the door to a second referendum and proclaiming to her dispassionate style: "This is a great time to be live".

At 62 years old, dark circles and necklaces weigh him like chains, although he persists in disguising it. Resilience has a limit, even though his personal battle against type 1 diabetes (which forces him to inject insulin several times a day) has prepared him against his closest enemies. Her husband Philip, who always fled comparisons with Denise Thatcher, will have to say something similar after 28 years: "You've done enough, my dear, you've put everything on your side, for the love of God, and you stay longer.”

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