I am deeply regretting that for my political satire series I went with a head of government who is merely a faceless Lovecraftian Elder God with a skull-collecting hobby.
He seems kind of understated these days.
Should have picked a cross between the South Dakota Puppy Shooter and Liz Truss instead ...
There is always room for improvement: how about a faceless Lovecraftian Elder God with a skull-collecting hobby, who ALSO happens to love shooting dogs, especially puppies?
I will leave Liz Truss out of it, since semi-sentient lettuce headed nincompoops are a bridge too far, even for me.
I mean Elder Gods is one thing, but incompetent Elder Gods do not survive very long usually.
@cstross The Laundry needs some modicum of peace, government, and good order to exist as a thing in a context, and the Black Pharaoh does provide.
The current crop of politicians aren't arguing about how to do the thing; they're arguing about what other thing should be done instead, if only people can be compelled to be good, righteous, moral people who understood their duty to die uncomplaining in specific ways with specific timing, lest the incumbents face alteration of circumstances.
@graydon "Yes, I know I was elected on a democratic mandate to govern by running on the reputation of this 200 year old political party with a well-understood ideology, but—now hear me out—wouldn't it be fun to install a 16th century protestant theocracy, abolish education and human rights for all, and replace modern medical practices with cupping and leeching? It's all the rage in Transnistria!"
Now do one whose laws are based on the medieval deliberations of an educated class in Europe on a late bronze age, Near Eastern, tribal society myths, that ends up with nukes.
For extra pleasure, superimpose its laws on Common Law on top of Ottoman jurisprudence.
If you are right, you raise a most disturbing possibility.
Could it be, that some cultist or christian fundamentalist has delved beneath the deep foundations of the House of Lords, and removed a dark foundation stone with an inscription in Old Enochian:
@hairyears@darkling I had a different vision: of the New Management maintaining a retirement home for former Prime Ministers where they are forcibly absorbed into a shoggoth-like amorphous blob with multiple heads all wailing in sound-bites: the head of Thatcher is still screeching that there is no alternative, even as the head of Johnson burbles incoherently in Latin doggerel.
Are you aware that such a creature actually exists, the 'heads' being demented cultists who believe themselves to be spiritual successors to psychopathic former politicians?
I can find no better explanation for The Daily Mail and BBC News & Current Affairs.
I hear, from recent news reports, that the head of the Right Honourable Lady, Liz Truss, was conveyed in an elaborately-decorated jar of formalin to Mar-a-Largo, to burble praises at the once-and-future President of the United States.
I am sure this was intended as a gift, and
no sinister motive can or should ever be inferred.
In all probability, she is the first known case of a shoggoth rejectecting organ transplants, and the Cabinet Office couldn't think what to do with her.
Might I add a little detail to this moral and political cesspit, this septic isle, this Anglo-Saxon Trotterdämmerung?
The officer presiding over the blasphemous midden, far beneath His Dread Majesty, is a decomposing walrus, the Lord Privy Seal.
His Lordship and his charges (or discharges) are neither governing nor holding authority to account: they are, with elaborate ceremonies in archaic Anglo-Norman pig-Latin, merely going through the motions.
@skjeggtroll You are in for a treat when you discover Christopher Brookmyre's Scottish crime trillers! (I'd recommend starting with "One Fine Day in the Middle of the Night" for some truly horrendously hapless villains …)
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