There Is A Light That Never Goes Out

You saw it. The world saw it. The particles of potassium bicarbonate floating through the corridors of Poland’s parliament. A soft haze. A lingering chemical cloud. Squint your eyes and it could be a scene from Apocalypse Now. The screaming woman. The middle-aged man self-medicating with primal therapy. The horror. The horror. Grzegorz Braun. The eye of the storm.

Watching him pose for the cameras in the aftermath of his one-man assault on the menorah candle, it felt like we were witnessing a tender act of political euthanasia. The assisted suicide of Konfederacja. It’s over. Our thoughts and prayers. Surely Mentzen and Bosak are relieved. No more pretending. They can drop the act. In the weeks after their poor electoral showing, everyone has started to see the real Konfederacja. They aren’t a political party. Not really. Mentzen and Bosak aren’t leaders. Not really. They are nurses in a psychiatric institution. But in the end, to paraphrase Pink Floyd, they simply couldn’t keep the loonies off the grass.

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