|George's 'Paradise Lost' speech went down like the Titanic|
We should remember that, for him, the end of the UK is the end of him being important.
It is no wonder he is so passionate about maintaining
his station in life and the income that goes with it
Earlier this week it was reported that Anas Sarwar had somewhat grandly, appointed a gaggle of peers (Wiki tells me that the collective noun for Lards is "house", but I think gaggle is more fitting) to reinvigorate the NO campaign's argument. The idea was to bring something fresh and positive to the debate; the positive case for the union that we all been waiting for these many years.
Among this 'gaggle' was The Noble Baron, the Lord Robertson of Port Ellen, whose aristocratic line stretches back ...ohhhh,... more than 14 years.
And it fell to this noble aristocrat to kicked off for Labour and their new positive approach to the importance to the people of Scotland of remaining a part of the United Kingdom, which as the Tories keep telling us, is the most successful union of countries in the known universe, ever.
In a speech in New York, His Lordship held nothing back. We all know by now, the contents of this speech. (If not the BBC report it at the previous link.) Was there ever so much positivity in one room at one time, I ask myself.
Unfortunately for the No campaign, the reaction form the public and the press in the UK has been rather less enthusiastic than they might have hoped for, as is illustrated by the cuttings displayed above.
Still we do have the contribution of the 'merry' old soul, the Noble Baron, the Lord ffoulkes, to look forward to!
That should be fun... I wonder if it will involve dancing in the street!
|Spoke too soon, huh...|
When will prime ministers learn that the fastest way to a red face is backing someone who has broken rules, pocketed more money that most of us will ever see, treated officials with disdain, appears to have threatened newspapers, and then makes an apology that isn't even slightly apologetic?
Maria '£1.2 million profit' Miller has resigned, after taking account of the feelings in the Conservative Party, not, you'll note, the country, nor even her constituency.
She was reported to be close to tears and wishing she could have stayed. (My counsel to her is not to worry. There are almost as many opportunities to fiddle from the backbenches as there are from the ranks of ministers.)
In another hammer blow to Cameron's authority, it was the backbenchers who hounded her out of office, and not the prime minister.
Still, I have a feeling that perhaps she could be useful to the Treasury now that she is free of ministerial briefs herself.
After all if she can turn around that sort of profit on a house, wouldn't it be an idea for her to advise Gideon. He seems to be nothing but a dead loss.
|Pasties for supper... how jolly!|
Bless him though, our Gid does his best. I'm not sure for whom he does it, but I'm sure it's his best.
The shame of it is that his best is simply, as "Private Eye" would say, "piss poor".
It seems that despite the rosy glow in which our beloved chancellor painted the state of the UK's finances only a few weeks ago, he neglected to count in £100 billion of debt, that must have dropped behind the settee when he was doing his sums, and was inconveniently found by the cleaner just this week when she gave the place a good once over.
Cameron and Osborne are the luckiest guys alive. If there was anything like ministerial material on the Labour front benches, they'd be looking at oblivion next May. As it is, they look like walking it...