Wednesday, 16 September 2015
PMQs
Brrrrr....
It's not very interesting is it?
The plan of Labours new scruffy professor Corbyn, was to deliver his first Prime Ministers Questions from the 40,000 he recieved by email from the public, and to keep the baying bought and sold chimps from too much jeering and paper waving...?!!?
Up until the 37th minute when I turned off, he seemed to have succeeded at doing both, which is all well and good.
However, the best thing about PMQs for me has always been the
IDIOTIC BAYING, JEERING AND PAPER WAVING!!!
Yes boss, in my opinion PMQs has always only ever been good for watching the spectacle of grown men and women in business suits behaving like retarded drunks who've been kicked out of their Saturday night hovel with nowhere else to go...
All the mealy mouthed promises, grandstand tributes to endless 'brave' servicemen' and talk of mental health and tigers doesn't make me wanna watch it.
This is the main problem I see with Corbyn.
Earnestness.
'GET BACK IN THERE!!!'
Coming back from Stratford I heard car horns blaring in that
URGENT
FIGHT FUCKING FIGHT!!!
way.
'Ohh, a fight!' I thought as I plodded towards the noise with full fruit shopping bags 'I'd LOVE to see a fight right now.'
A white Mercedes sped up the hill towards me and took over a black minibus taxi. The Mercedes slowed in front. The taxi tried to overtake. The white Mercedes nudged across in front of the taxi, slowed further, then stopped.
TRAPPED!
A bald mid tan man got out of the Mercedes, strode MANFULLY at the cab and started SHOUTING!
I stopped walking, and turned my full attention to the scene.
The taxi driver started SHOUTING back, but my attention was drawn to the back of the taxi.
A middle aged woman was moving about.
'What's she doing?'
The woman opened up the back door, got out and marched towards the driver of the Mercedes
'GET BACK IN THERE!!!'
she YELLED
pointing at the white Mercedes
The bald headed mid tan finished his sentence and did just that.
So what am I gonna write....?
Whatever I feel like : AKA THE SAME OLD SHIT!
Observations, anecdotes, stories, and I'll tell you what...
I'm thinking the time is right for a little opposition and support for the political opposition.
YOU PAUL?!!?
No boss, for once in a while there's a politician in charge of a UK political party who's good value and worth watching, if only because he's already created such paroxysms of phoney assed dictatorial disgust by failing to wear a matching suit and heartily sing praise to this countries longest serving dictator!?!?
Now boss, I'm not and never have been a Labour supporter and Jeremy Corbyn doesn't make me one, but he is at least a genuine politician with ideas of his own, who doesn't have his tongue PERMANENTLY curled up the ringpiece of the mainstream media.
Yes boss, a politician who doesn't eat brylcream and face powder for breakfast!!!
A politician who's a genuine threat to NATIONAL SECURITY!!!
A MAN WHO DARES TO NOT SING GLORY PRAISE TO THE GRIZZLED OLD BITCH ON THE THRONE!!!
A MAN WITH COURAGE AND BALLS!!!
AMEN!!!
Of course it'll all end in tears.
Corbyn'll either go up a mountain he can't refuse, or he'll cause such
COMPLETE aMORAL OUTRAGE
in is failure to be neat, bland and meaningless, the myopic moneyed idiots who populate the UK will sublet him to China
Whatever it's gonna be fun and I feel duty bound to report on it...
P!)
HO HUM!!!
Almost 2 years without a blog post...?!?
WHAT'S THE EXCUSE THIS TIME PAUL!?!?
'Errr....Didn't feel like it'
and on Planet Paul that feels like a reason nevermind an excuse.
But now I'm getting the itch again
And so here we go...
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