Tuesday, 9 June 2009
So...
So, as predicted on this blog (hem hem), the Great Helmsman - he of the barely perceptible arches - survives, lashed to the wheel, pipe clamped between his teeth, steering resolutely for the rocks. By not removing him, the Labour MPs have shown themselves not only spineless and self-serving, but also quite fantastically gullible. All the GH had to do was to assure them that he - the Great Immovable Object, the Great Unchanging Entity - would 'change'. As his nose audibly grew, his pants caught fire and squadrons of pigs flew past the windows, the assembled dupes decided to believe him. To show his gratitude, he invited them one and all to visit his ocean front property in Arizona (from the front porch you can see the sea...).
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By the way, there's a small - nay, non-existent - prize for the first to identify the quote at the end there...
ReplyDeleteGeorge Strait...
ReplyDeleteCorrect - the non-existent prize is winging your way, Mongoose!
ReplyDeleteIf it had been the New Jersey shoreline, it could have been from the Sopranos - but they are, in a strange kind of way, too honestly bad for this lot, who are dishonestly bad.
ReplyDeleteIt's easier to do nothing than to make a big change. Especially, I would think, in GB, famed for stiff-upper- lip-taking-the-pain and waiting things out.
ReplyDeleteIndeed, from his point of view, Susan - doing nothing means he stays PM. Doing anything else means that he and his crew go. (Not that there is any decent alternative in my view, in fact the current shambles in the three main "parties" is, as recent local and European elections showed, paving the way for the even more awful BNP and UKIP.)
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