Nor, the former minister says, does she have the mental agility or intellectual curiosity to handle a complex, shifting political landscape. An effective strategy for Brexit would have required endless brainstorming with key players, from diplomats to advisers. “But you cannot sit in a room with her and have a free-ranging discussion, what about this, what about that. She just can’t do it.” Disastrously, she prefers secretive consultations with her husband Philip and just a couple of trusted colleagues.
Why and how did this shy, private woman, first seek this very public role and then cling so ferociously on to it? Colleagues of hers tell me it is because the Conservative Party is the center of her life. Brought up by her father, a High Anglican vicar, to believe in duty above all, she has transferred that sense of service to the Conservative Party. The party offers higher purpose, codes, rituals and community, just as the church does. She spends many Saturday afternoons canvassing for it. It is why over her disastrous time in office she has so fatally placed its unity above the interests of the country in Brexit.
Mrs. May’s willful ignorance and obstinacy means she has never understood the landscape she’s operating in, where the minefields lie, where the safe places and escape routes might be. She has essentially been blundering her way blindfolded through the most delicate and critical negotiations that Britain has faced since the Second World War, and now she has blown up her political career. She may have blown up the country along the way.
Whether her agreement finally slides past the Commons or not, her leadership is in its dying days. She is on her way out, whether within days, weeks or months. Despite all her duty, she will be remembered as one of the most inadequate and disastrous leaders the country has ever had.
Jenni Russell (@jennirsl) is a columnist for The Times of London and a contributing opinion writer.