So, outside Downing St this week, Two-Tier Keir turned into Two-Tear Keir. He followed Weepy Reeves into the crying game with a very confident and effective performance. The manful containment of emotion could easily have been genuine and as a prime ministerial achievement it probably tops all his others. Let it lead his political obituary: “He wept well.”
In the Commons, greeted by one of the biggest greetings of his career he was Two Cheers Keir – his loyalists sounded like ten times their number. It helped him, it must have helped – we have never seen him more cheerful, never more chuckling. Considering his mixed feelings – rage blending and contending with bitterness, loathing, anger, and lust for vengeance – he was literally masterful.
