No more than a formality, of course, and the least I can do as the great man’s successor in the Editor’s chair. As a Londoner, I know he would do a brilliant job, and the awesome city state that is 21st Century London needs a man of his stature at the helm, not a newt-loving, Mullah-appeasing, nasally-challenged whiner like Red Ken. I hereby declare Boris to be the official candidate of The Spectator for the position of London Mayor. To adapt the greatest of all city statesmen, Pericles: Boris does not imitate, but he is a model to others.
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