We Shall Fight on the Giant's Causeway

It's unusual for declassified documents to reveal much to a politician's advantage; there are few national security imperatives more pressing than the need to bury the indiscretions of the mighty. As ever, the Johnson in Waiting has proved to be the exception: while nominally deputy editor of the Dotty Toryguff in the nineties he opposed the negotiations over Northern Ireland which led eventually to the Good Friday agreement, favouring instead a "security-led policy" (war, in Oldspeak) which appealed neither to security experts nor to the whining nonentity then in residence at an empty 10 Downing Street. The agreement, of course, is one of the many little inconveniences which need to be swept away in order to clear the path to the sunlit uplands of independence from the ghastly Euro-wogs; so the Johnson in Waiting has displayed commendable consistency in helping to wreck it a quarter of a century later.