Fingers In Your Ears And Shout La-La-La-La!

Politicians are funny folk. Courtesy of the BBC, we learn that David Cameron has given Big Gordo a stern warning over proposed car tax hikes. Us voters won't stand for it see? We'll have him unseated and out to pasture quicker than you can say 'credit crunch doom'. Seems awfully like the head boy ticking off the headmaster, doesn't it? Makes for an amusing half hour or so during Prime Minister's questions though.

Over the pond, Hillary's dug her nails in deep. We suspect an automaton intervention has been made in Mrs Clinton's biology and she scares the living crap out of us. But the machines aren't taking over yet and Obama is looking like he could clinch the top job.

Still, with Hill-Bot refusing to go quietly, it makes us think they could well do with taking a leaf out of the showbiz book. 'Always leave 'em wanting more' should be point one of the Beginner's Guide To Fucking Up Your Country.

There's a running theme with politicians not spotting the opportune moment to scarper. We remember when Maggie Thatcher staggered to her car - mouth gurning, mascara running - after 11 years at Number 10. Oh, how the Champagne corks serenaded that exit.

And Mr Mugabe, psychotic despot that he is, just won't take his final bow until he's killed off, or threatened to kill off, everyone living in Zimbabwe. Perhaps twisted logic says that at least then there's no chance of a challenge to a government where only sycophants and tumbleweed reside. Happy days.

We at Glitterditch rather like the idea of a care home for the clapped out statesman. Hands up who wants to wipe John Prescott's arse?

Hmmm. We thought not.

Image courtesy of Duchamp's photostream on Flickr.

Written by Ria on 4 Jun 2008 6:01 PM. Permalink