One of the first major events in the aftermath of the Brexit took place on Wednesday, when David Cameron officially stepped down as the prime minister of the United Kingdom, to be replaced by Theresa May.
May, the nation’s second female leader, is a moderate conservative who was against the Brexit but didn’t publicize her stance before the referendum. She has pledged to adhere to voters’ wishes to remove the U.K. from the European Union, and she won the endorsement of her predecessor in recent days.
In short, she’s a much more favorable choice to lead the U.K. than those on the far right who had been floated around in the past week.
But while Cameron and his family formally removed himself from 10 Downing Street, and May entered, one thing will remain the same.
A 4-year-old tabby cat who was rescued in 2011 to tend to a rat problem at the headquarters of Her Majesty’s Government, Larry holds the official title of chief mouser.
But having been introduced to Larry the Cat today, I think my fears over the Brexit have officially been minimized. The greatest concern was the instability that the nation would find itself in following its removal from the European Union.
A new prime minister, new laws and regulations, and a whole new stature in the global economic and political landscape. That’s a lot to take in. It’s scary.
But now that I know there will be some consistency and stability in the form of Larry the Cat, I am no longer worried. As long as that furball resides at 10 Downing Street, then I am at peace.
It’s been a wildly turbulent last few weeks for the U.K., but it was with remarkable efficiency that they picked a new leader and quickly put them into power.
Meanwhile, it’s been well over a year since the American presidential election got underway, and we still have four months left. I’m getting bored of it already. I know Bernie endorsed Hillary on Tuesday, which is pretty significant and could unify the Democratic Party moving forward, but perhaps we need to take a page from our friends across the pond and throw some animals into the mix.
Let’s give Hillary and Trump animals that best depict them to serve as their mascots. How about a weasel for Hillary, and a for Trump … a blobfish.
Screw vice presidents.
There’s your ticket right there.