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“I Don’t Want to be Prime Minister”
Regading the latest statements in the Labour crisis of the confidence, could I just take the opportunity to add some supportive words to Harriet Harman?
Harriet, it really is fine, love. We don’t want you to be Prime Minister either. Because, frankly – and I mean this in a loving way – you’re really awful.
Maybe not quite as awful as Wacky Jacqui Smith or Hazel Bleary Blears, but you are still, somehow, redolent of a dominatrix let loose in Whitehall who is then determined not to let anyone get up to what she used to.
Something about the cabinet at the moment rather puts me in mind of a flock of vultures just waiting patiently for the roadkill to stop twitching.
Posted on May 4, 2009 | Filed Under The World we Live In
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Response left by Mr Kenneth on May 11th, 2009
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I would vote for you. If you could add on the spot euthanasia for those playing music via mobile phone speakers anywhere in public, you’d be a shoo-in.