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Written by Austin Mitchell
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26 September 2003 |
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Hutton won’t tell us the case for war was over-egged and who dunnit. It’s about who killed Kelly, and launching Campbell’s diaries on an eager world. So let me write the report: Fucking Campbell fucked it up by launching a fucking nuclear war on the BBC. Unusually they hit back. Fucking Campbell didn’t need to fiddle the fucking dossier. Fucking Scarlett was doing all he asked anyway. With a little help from fucking Powell. Kelly then has to be thrown to the wolves to fuck Gilligan. Which it didn’t. Being a fucking judge and deferential to authority as we all are (except that fucking David Messenger in Scarborough) I can’t criticise fucking Tony. So I’ll dump on Gilligan. He shouldn’t go around taking the lids off cans of worms. He’s disposable so fuck him. Q.E. Fucking D
Sorry I missed the Lib Dem Conference. I wanted to support the motion banning gold fish as prizes at fairs and the other requiring locator chips to be inserted in the ears of dogs, sheep and Lib Dem Councillors. I do wish they’d stop sniping at Charles. He’s a better leader than they deserve. He’s also nicer than ours. No sign of Tony taking my advice yet so I’ll write his great re-launch speech: Right to do what we did in Iraq, Carry on doing Right at home, Foundation Hospitals. Top up Fees, Privatisation Blah Blah. Bit of red meant for the loons: Ban fox hunting and hereditary peers, Learn to love Europe – we’re sending Mandy to love them in there own way.
“I’m listening to everything I agree with, now join us in singing ‘Though cowards flinch and lefties sneer, we’ll keep the blue flag flying here’”
Now ***** off. |
