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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