Imagine. Soon. No more Johnson. No more smirking, spluttering, and spaffing from our insincere, insouciant supremo. No more bumbling Bunterisms in high office. No more untucked shirts and unruly mops. No more quips from the Greek. No more Greek full stop. No more deception. No more exapátisi. No more “genius”. No more “world king”. No more inverted pyramids of populist piffle from de Pfeffel.