Lift any sewer-cover in Westminster and you will stand a very good chance of spotting the slimy creature known as Dennis McShane MP, but you would have to be quick before he slithered away from the daylight which he abhors through the murky mix of faeces, sanitary towels and used- condoms in which he feels so very much at home. Regretably, I have just caught a glimpse of him being interviewed by the normally urbane Jeremy Thompson of Sky News, who could barely suppress the curl of his lip, on the subject of the Labour party receiving back-handed bungs from, of all people, a property developer. That is the equivalent of the Tory party trousering a few hundred thousand quid from George Galloway! So, what did this miserable specimen have to say for himself and his party? Well, it was blindingly obvious, but still enough to make you reach for a sick-bag. What he said was that it made clear the urgency of instituting a policy of financing political parties by tax-payers!
"I hereby declare that if any government forces me to pay for political parties from my tax I will withhold that sum from my tax return and refuse to pay it even if they send me to jail." D. L. Duff, 26.11.07.
Finally, I hope that Dennis McShane, an example of everything that is rotten in the political classes, develops a truly dreadful, incurable disease and dies in agony! Over several years!
Additional, 1 hour later: Further to my slow, painful death-wish for Mr. McShane, may I now add the name of the Right Dis-honourable Jack Straw MP? This unspeakable speck of effluent has just been interviewed on Channel 4 and my rage and impotent fury now knows no bounds. His smug, smiley, you-can-all-fuck-yourselves countenance had my fingers curling in anticipation of throttling the life from him.
He knows, People, that you are all wankers and that whatever you do, he, Jack Straw MP, will sail through it all without a stain on his character, and very much more important, without a dent in his wallet.
If I state the bleedin' obvious, that you can expect no better from the 'Cameroons', let it stand as one last, sad, bugle call from a once proud nation that is decomposing in its grave.
Fuck 'em all, I hate the bastards!
This story just adds to my feeling that I am in fact in a waking nightmare or part of a mass hallucination. Not content with trousering enormous sums in expenses and a vastly over-inflated wage, they now want us to pay for their leaflets and shoddy party political broadcasts.
If any of them felt that strongly about anything other than staying in power they'd donate to their party out of their vast salaries. If my memory serves me correctly they get about £60,000 p/a. A perfectly reasonable standard of living is possible on only £30,000 of that leaving them with a whopping £30,000 to give to their beloved cause each year. I might drop my MP a line suggesting this to see how he wriggles out of it.
Posted by: Clairwil | Monday, 26 November 2007 at 21:56
Quite right, Clairwil.
However, I feel my readers deserve an apology given my choleric outburst last night. Alas, it was my usual downfall - dry martinis! I had mixed a large-ish jug for friends on Saturday night but they, sensibly, stuck to white wine (bloody socialists, tree-huggers and poofters, the lot of them!) which left me with a considerable surplus despite my own heroic efforts! I had some more of it on Sunday night but last night I tried to finish it off and there was rather more in the jug than I had reckoned. Anyway, I was in rather a mellow mood when I sat down to supper which was instantly ruined by that ghastly creep McShane on the TV. My fury required the addition of several glasses of a fairly hefty Rioja to steady my pulse rate, but then up pops Mr. Jack 'Smiley-Smirky' Shaw, at which point I erupted once more. Anyway, sorry for being quite so rude and allowing my language to revert to the barrack-room from whence I came!
Posted by: David Duff | Tuesday, 27 November 2007 at 08:25
Oh don't worry, if anything the drink probably mellowed you! That story is enough to send anyone into a murderous rage.
Posted by: Clairwil | Wednesday, 28 November 2007 at 22:06