Its 5 OClock Somewhere Roads Kingdoms. For this special edition of our weekly Drunken Screed, we at Roads Kingdoms asked some of our favorite Brits to have a drink or five and weigh in on the surprisingly exciting U. K. general election. Grab a pint and join us as we rant, rave, and revel over last nights vote. My Whole Brain Feels Like a Bottle of Champagne. Mot Chandon in South London. By Sam Kriss. I had forgotten, almost, what this kind of sheer joy felt like the sheer, giddy, terrified pleasure seething through my skull, fizzy and corrosive, dissolving everything, un concatenating my words, melting through my interior monologue, leaving every considered and conscious thought broken up like a thin layer of scum floating over fathomless, impenetrable happiness. This was how it felt when I first saw the exit poll in last nights British election. My whole brain felt like a bottle of champagne. Everyone I knew was loudly insisting that something positive could happen, while quietly expecting the worst. Torrent Sound Packs For Fruity' title='Torrent Sound Packs For Fruity' />Jeremy Corbyns Labour party was surging in the polls, but the polls had been wrong so many times before, and his message of solidarity and kindness and tremulous impossible hope was facing the dread certainty of a Conservative landslide. This whole election had been a hideous contrivance Prime Minister Theresa May had spotted an opportunity to massively increase her hand and give electoral weight to her projecthard Brexit, pitiless social sadism, covert racism bulging monstrously into fully fleshed beingand she took it. The rest of us were just passengers, mute and helpless. Those of us who believed in something better were about to be crushed. Our enemies, the vultures of common sense and political reality, were laughing in their low, hollow sky. I had expected to stay up until sunrise watching the BBC, alone, inconsolable, mourning a future that never had the chance to be born. The experts were wrong. The projected result showed a substantial gain for Labour not enough for them to form a government, but enough to destroy the Tory narrative of inevitability, enough to prove that socialism really isnt a cultish fringe interest, but the only way forwards. Instead of staring heartbroken at a lonely screen, I found myself speeding in a taxi to the South London headquarters of Novara, an insurgent left wing media outfit. This was not what was supposed to happen. This is not the report I expected to write. The whole place was fizzing with terror and excitement. In the foyer, a small group of peoplefriends, writers, commentators, activists, people who had been on the leftward fringes of British politics for years, but were suddenly discovering that they were right all alongclustered around laptops, smoked frantic cigarettes by the doorway, popped open cans of Red Stripe. Every Tory defeat brought a chorus of roars and a flurry of joyous swearing. A few of us would occasionally bound up to the studio upstairs, to channel our wordless joy into sober political commentary for the all night live stream. It was impossible grins kept bursting out on our faces. Eventually, long past midnight, a few of us went on a booze run, jumping around in the empty London streets between the bright abyssal glare of the all night KFC and the sullen tenebrosity of shuttered warehouses and silent shops. We must have wandered miles, chasing 2. News and opinion from The Times The Sunday Times. Torrent Sound Packs For Fruity' title='Torrent Sound Packs For Fruity' />Google Maps, before we found one it felt like a Homeric voyage. When we found one, I impulsively grabbed two bottles of Mot Chandon I couldnt really afford. What are you celebrating another shopper asked. She grinned. She knew the answer. Wed done it. Finally, when dawn broke, the sky was entirely clear. Windows 2013. A faint, shining, impossible blue flooded over the city, and I really believed that there would be no more low and drizzly days in London ever again. Fuck You, Theresa May. Signed, A Citizen of Nowhere. Aplikasi Sistem Pakar Dengan Php more. Butcombe Bitter in Brentford. By Alexa van Sickle. I had a very modest hope for this election. All I wanted was for Theresa Mayand the Tories who got us into this messto have a bloody good scare. Its what they deserved for their vile campaigning, amplified by the even more vile right wing press, for being so cocky they didnt bother providing costing details in their manifesto, and for May calling this snap election to strengthen her grip on power. In case youre wondering, Corbyn isnt my guy either. Among other concerns I have, his anaemic support for the Remain campaign was, I believe, a big factor in the vote to leave the EU. I voted in the Borough of Hounslow, my sometimes home in the U. K. The polling station, in the squat clubhouse on the edge of a 1. Dell Windows 7 Recovery Disk Iso Reader. Afterwards, just past noon, the Magpie and Crown, a small Georgian faade pub on the high street, was slightly busier. But all the customers were solo reading papers, working, or stroking their chins over pints of ale. In some ways, I got what I wanted. The Tories are rattled in more ways than we could have hoped for only a month ago. But I cant help thinking about how my expectations have lowered so much in just one year that Ive learned to accept, and expect, only crumbs from the political universe. Heres another example I hated her politics, but I wanted to give Theresa May the benefit of the doubt when she succeeded David Cameron when he resigned after the Brexit referendum. Friends who had worked under her in the civil service always said she was sharp that she read all the materials in her red box that she cared, that she did her homework. This sounded like a relatively good deal next to a certain orange tinted bullshit purveyor, and even next to that consummate political dilettante, David Cameron, who made his government an extension of the Eton common room. Above all, I regarded May as a lucky escape from that monumental hypocrite, Boris Johnsonthe original fake news merchant who shaped a generation of British EU bashing as Brussels correspondent for The Torygraph by making up lies about EU directives on the straightness of bananas and the recycling of sex toys. Torrent Sound Packs For Fruity' title='Torrent Sound Packs For Fruity' />This illustrious journalism career was after he was fired from The Times for making up a quote, by the way. But it turns out, even asking only for a capable pair of hands was asking for the moon. The campaign revealed May is not capable at all. She seemed to have no vision. She repeated meaningless alliterative slogansfor several totally unrelated questionslike a string puppet. She lacked grace under fire. She also didnt call out Trump when he attacked London Mayor Sadiq Khan after the London Bridge attacks. And of course, her policies read like a Daily Mail editors wet dream. They probably are. I got what I wanted. But as poetic as this electoral drubbing feels, it comes with some unintended potential disasters. New Vlc 2.0 For Windows 7 64 Bit 2013 more. If somewhere down the line this Tory snafu ends up ushering Boris Johnson back within sniffing distance of the leadershiphes no doubt already licking his lipsto me that will have been one of her worst misadventures. Also, the morning after, my gleeful fog of Schadenfreude gave way to another rude realization. May said she called this election to secure a stronger mandate for Brexit talks, which are set to start in 1. Shes persevering with the same cliff edge Brexit, it seems, but her now weaker hand bodes ill for the flexibility and diplomacy required for the task. She has already needlessly antagonized her European partners.