Considering Boris Johnson’s fatal incompetence has fanned the plague’s real death toll to probably around 60,000, a Tory 4% poll lead reflects how far Labour had plummeted.
When the lead was 26% two months ago, dropping 8% alone last week during the Dominic Cummings scandal, it also signposts a crossroads in British politics.
We’re living and dying in a health and economic calamity exposing the lethal ineptitude of a Con artist who recently blustered and fibbed his way to a thumping election victory.
Chinese Premier Zhou Enlai, asked in 1971 about the impact of French student riots three years earlier, replied it was too early to tell.
In the mortal heat of a Covid-19 crisis intensifying as scientists warn it’s too soon for lockdown easing, we’ve the benefit of zero hindsight.
Yet this increasingly feels a Thatcher poll tax moment for Johnson personally, and possibly a Black Wednesday crash for the Conservatives.
Johnson sinking into the coronavirus quicksand and clinging stupidly to Dominic Cummings, who these days is more feather duster than Cock of the North as voters taken for idiots demand the oddball svengali’s full plucking, is not one but two free gifts for a Keir Starmer on firmer ground.
PMQs is a compelling courtroom drama, the ex-chief prosecutor constructing a foolproof case against the fool repeatedly caught fibbing.
Labour has still to nudge ahead in the polls and I recall David Cameron and the Tories being written off in 2012 over the pasty tax Budget before beating Ed Miliband at the 2015 election.
Disloyalty is the Tories secret weapon and a prominent blue MP told me his party wouldn’t hesitate to send Johnson to sleep with the fishes, a fate suffered by Theresa May and even Margaret Thatcher, if a switch at the top allowed the Cons to pose as a fresh party running against itself.
But coronavirus shaking up politics leaves redundant predictions a few months ago that Labour could never win the next election.
It might be as far off as December 2024. That’s many of Harold Wilson’s long weeks and ample time for Harold Macmillan’s events.
There remains a long march ahead for Starmer before attempting to scale a hazardous mountain.
Reams of terms and conditions must be attached to predictions.
But I’ll make one: Johnson won’t make it.
He’ll be dumped. The stumbling PM will be the final victim of his colossal failures.