Boris Johnson, Tory MP, Mayor of London, genuinely confused about whether or not the over-educated disconnected half-wit persona he’s carefully constructed for himself is, in fact, the real Boris Johnson.
As striking as he is visually, with his shock of white-blonde hair, it’s nothing compared to the shock when he starts talking. He has the most stereotypical posh toff accent imaginable, coupled with his infuriating (for journalists) habit of seemingly unconsciously answering questions in Greek or Latin. Sometimes he seems barely functional, and sometimes he seems absolutely masterful of the topic he’s been engaged to deal with. (Denny Crane)
His Wiki page has a rather large controversies section, and he was allowed to host political satire quiz Have I Got New For You (“Boris Johnson was never meant to be let loose on human kind!” and the classic “In a daze, I mount the stool.”), on the understanding that he would do/say at least one criminally stupid thing. Which he did. That entire episode, linked above, was the cast making fun of him. And it was hilarious. Sometimes, it makes him an unfair target for lazy journalists, because BoJo always delivers: "I must have forgotten what the title was.
There’s a real chance that he might end up as prime minister some day.
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So yeah, when Franz Liszt played his pleasant piano pieces, people would sometimes go mental. They’d just lose their minds at being the presence of that kind of genius. It was called Lisztomania and it’s really cool that it was a real thing. Yeah.
And in 1620 or whatever, people decided that they just had to have tulips. Everyone likes tulips because tulips are awesome, but when everyone goes for the same thing at the same time, the price becomes, shall we say, unreflective of its value. This was called Tulipomania and it’s really cool that it was a real thing.
Sometimes, when people go to Jerusalem, they go crazy. They develop a religious fever, sometimes moving there permanently, and other times believing they are the second coming of Jesus. It’s called Jerusalem Syndrome and it’s great that it’s a real thing.
Sometimes, when people go to Paris, it doesn’t quite match up with their mental construction of what Paris should be like. If the disparity is wide enough, the crushing disappoinment drives them mad. It’s called Paris Syndrome and yes, it’s a real thing.
Sometimes, when people are in hostage situations, or a situation analogous to a hostage situation, they start thinking the abusive assholes are the good guys because they occasionally let up on the abuse to go to the bathroom or get something to eat. These people, these poor deluded souls, can even turn to the dark side and join them. This is called Stockholm Syndrome, and obviously it’s a real thing because it’s in a bunch of movies.
Sometimes, when people are in the presence of lots of art or pretty things, their tiny human brains can’t take it and they fall over, or otherwise go crazy. It happens a lot in Florence (obviously), but it can happen anywhere and despite the fact that it should clearly be called Double Rainbow Syndrome, it’s called Stendhal Syndrome. And, yes, it is also cool that this is a real thing.