Whatever Became of SuperMac?

Once upon a time Vicky, the cartoonist of the London Evening Standard, drew a famous picture of Mr. Macmillan as “SuperMac,” soaring joyfully heavenwards. VicKy afterwards admitted the he meant it to satirize the Tory Party’s adulation of the Prime Minister, but that the point had boomeranged; for to many people, certainly to many Tories, SuperMac was real. How long ago that seems.

SuperMac is nose-diving towards the ground; by-elections flick past like clouds, the General Election is rushing up to meet him. Can he still pull out of the dive? Is there time? Will he roar upwards at the last minute? Sensitive Conservative ladies hold their breath. His friends hide their eyes. His enemies are gleeful in their bloodthirsty expectations. For anyone sufficiently detached to enjoy the spectacle it is all very exciting.

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Once upon a time Vicky, the cartoonist of the London Evening Standard, drew a famous picture of Mr. Macmillan as “SuperMac,” soaring joyfully heavenwards. VicKy afterwards admitted the he meant it to satirize the Tory Party’s adulation of the Prime Minister, but that the point had boomeranged; for to many people, certainly to many Tories, SuperMac was real. How long ago that seems.

SuperMac is nose-diving towards the ground; by-elections flick past like clouds, the General Election is rushing up to meet him. Can he still pull out of the dive? Is there time? Will he roar upwards at the last minute? Sensitive Conservative ladies hold their breath. His friends hide their eyes. His enemies are gleeful in their bloodthirsty expectations. For anyone sufficiently detached to enjoy the spectacle it is all very exciting.