We're gonna punish our enemies and we're gonna reward our friends who stand with us on issues that are important to us...
, who had warned Britannia that if it voted to leave the EU it must expect to go to the "end of the queue," by inviting Mr. Obama and the United States to resume their place at "the head of the queue" in London.
If
Hillary Clinton... sometimes described as
The Liberatress of Libyaand at other times as Mrs. Bill, never as
Another Richelieu...
prevails in November, Mr. Johnson can look forward to an interesting meeting with the woman he once called, as a columnist for the London Daily Telegraph, a woman "with dyed blonde hair and pouty lips and a steely blue stare, like a sadistic nurse in a mental hospital."
He once accused Barack Obama of "an ancestral dislike of the British Empire because he’s part-Kenyan." He taunted the president of
...the only place on the face of the earth that misses the Ottoman Empire....
with a bawdy limerick: "There was a young fellow from Ankara/Who was a terrific wankera/’til he sowed his wild oats/With the help of a goat/But he didn’t even stop to thankara."
He once silenced a television interviewer who scolded him for ethnic disrespect. "I’m down with ethnics," he told his interlocutor. "You can’t out-ethnic me. My children are a quarter-Indian, so put that in your pipe and smoke it." But he still might have awkward moments in certain foreign ministries. He wrote in 2002, in the Daily Telegraph, that "the queen has come to love the Commonwealth, partly because it supplies her with regular cheering crowds of flag-waving picaninnies."
This amply demonstrates the risks of appointing a newspaper columnist, particularly an entertaining one, to responsible office. But Mr. Johnson’s quick wit and sharp tongue -- Donald Trump with an Oxford education, you might say -- are often employed in saying what everybody thinks and few are courageous enough to say. Islam, he wrote in the Spectator magazine, "is the most viciously sectarian of all religions in its heartlessness toward unbelievers."
The Gaffe Patrol couldn’t miss, shooting at such a target, but unlike Mrs. Ginsburg, Mr. Johnson and their like, the Gaffe Patrol shoots mostly blanks. But fire away, laddies.