Gulp! First it was President Trump, now it’s President (he wishes!) Corbyn getting the dementia treatment. He was tonked by the prime monster when he got so carried away by his speechfying at PMQs that he forgot to make his spiel sound like a question.
As a result, his foes are asking if he’s going to be too old to lead Labour into the next general election, and if he’ll be alive at the end of the next Parliament. Of course, the sub-text is that it’s time to dump him in favour of someone young, dynamic and in his right mind (-ish).
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