Showing posts with label Prime Minister's Questions. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Prime Minister's Questions. Show all posts

Wednesday, 7 September 2016

IT SEEMED LIKE A GOOD IDEA AT THE TIME

Poor old Theresa May.



Let's embarrass poor old Corbyn instead of answering difficult questions about Brexit, she thought to herself.

Only she made a bit of a mess of it.

Because when she was checking out Mr Corbyn's Twitter feed to see if she could get herself some forewarning of what he was going to ask her... she found an amusing tweet from a certain Mr Lewis Collins.

Mr Collins, suggesting a question for Jeremy to ask Mrs May, wrote: Does she know that in a recent poll asking who would make a better prime minister, "don't know" scored higher than Jeremy Corbyn.

Ho Ho Ho. Ha ha ha. Point to Mrs May. Right? 

Well only very briefly!

Of course Mr Corbyn sat and smiled politely as she said it. Maybe he knew something that, at the time, Mrs May did not.

Mr Collins alerted to the fact that his question had been used... he'd hardly expect that... tweeted his pride at being quoted by her primeminsterness: "Looks like I'm famous", he bragged!

You are, Mr Collins, you most surely are.

Because it turns out that Mr Collins, maybe one of Mrs May's supporters, and a bit of a wit, may find that his 5 minutes of fame will not bring him the kudos he perhaps briefly hoped for.

Y'see, when something like this happens, people rush off to look at one's timeline. And, somewhat unfortunately for everyone except Mr Corbyn,  dear old Mr Collins' turned out to be somewhat less respectable than a prime minsiterial script writer might be expected to have.

Well, clearly he doesn't overly care for Poles, as we can see from the Tweet  above. 

Eastern Europeans in particular have, since Brexit (whatever that means) was announced, have suffered badly at the hands of racists... including one being killed, apparently for speaking Polish to his mate. (Note to Brits going abroad: Always remember to speak the language of the country you're in, even to your Brit mates... Right? Yeah, right!)

But Mr Collins isn't a one trick pony. Oh no, he has other unpleasant strings to his bow. If Mrs May wants some one liners for next week's PMQs she may chose from a range of other prejudices.  

For example, another tweet reads "P~ss off, you feminist piece of sh~t". Is Mr Corbyn a feminist?

Then he pictured a zombie and labelled it: "Migrant workers looking for ways to circumvent the Calais wall". Well, at least there are plenty of zombies in the House for her to poke fun at!

He reportedly also tweeted in support of the murdered of Jo Cox. And no one is going to amke any jokes about that.
Today at read out a tweet from Lewis who also tweeted in defence of Jo Cox's murderer.

Now Mr Collins may be perfectly entitled to these views, although, as we said, he may find that his fame as a prime ministerial gag writer will bring as many problems as plaudits...

...but Mrs May should most certainly learn from today's experience that the only way to be safe in these matters is to write her own material.

Mr Corbyn's smile is somewhat more comprehensible now. 

Wednesday, 24 February 2016

YOU MUST SING THE NATIONAL ANTHEM WHILST WEARING A SAVILE ROW SUIT, EVEN AS THE LAST DOCTOR EMIGRATES

OH, AND DO UP YOUR TIE.

Mr Corbyn looks like most of us do in off-the-peg suits and Primark shirts.
Not everyone, not least a large section of the Parliamentary Labour Party, shares Jeremy Corbyn's view. Heaven knows this blog and Mr Corbyn are at serious odds on one of the most important issues of today in Scotland.

But, whatever your views about his traditional Labour policies, or his view on Scottish independence, no one can deny that he comes over as a decent and polite man with a set of principles.

Every time we get new leaders at Westminster, we ate told that the time of "New Politics" has arrived. It never has, of course. Within days leaders are sniping at each other over the despatch box and it's back to "Old Politics". 

Corbyn, however, has tried to return Prime Minister's Questions to what it was supposed to be about. Getting the Prime Minister to answer questions on current topics of concern to the ordinary public. He's even asked questions on behalf of individuals.

It goes without saying that the Prime Minister never answers the questions, and, much to their discredit, the toffs behind him tend to laugh and jeer at the problems besetting "Mrs A" from Liverpool, or Mr Z and his children from Bexhill-on-Sea. 
Cameron, on the other hand, is the very
 quintessence of sartorial elegance.
Today the prime minister and his back-benchers went too far with the sneering. Corbyn had asked a perfectly reasonable question about the extremely serious junior doctors situation in HNS England, something most of the public are concerned about, when some Labour backbencher heckled the PM with a comment relating to his mother (who had signed a petition about cuts to children's services in her constituency) asking him, "what would your mother say?".  

Cameron looked angry as he replied that his mother would say "put on a proper suit; do up your tie and sing the national anthem!"
So there you have the measure of the man. The health service in England is falling to pieces; the leader of the opposition is concerned about it, as all residents of England should be, and the Prime Minister is hand out a lecture on sartorial elegance.

Sorry. That's pathetic. 

Corbyn isn't the snappiest dresser, we all know. Cameron, on the other hand has, no doubt, never worn an off the peg suit in his life and his suits may well cost what mos people spend on clothes in a couple of years. So what?

It's not the clothes that matter; it's the policies. After all if we want to see nice clothes, we can go to fashion shows. Not that there's anything wrong with snappy dressing, if it's to your taste. It's just not necessary.
Expensive suit, everything matching.
How would Corbyn look in this?
So we'd respectfully suggest that Cameron wants to give people dress advice, he get a job with Giorgio Armani. If, on the other hand, he wants to continue to be the prime minister of the UK, perhaps it would be an idea to concentrate on saving the NHS. Sharpish. Before it's too late.

We really deserve far better politicians at the head of the UK than we have. 

Addendum: Thought you might enjoy some of these:
That suit cost even more than Dave's
Bet he's like the Queen Mother. Never wear anything twice
Love the Yellow one...
The sight of him makes my flesh crawl,
but he bought good suits...
Not so much a suit more a big top.
Nice suit, ye creepy old bastard.
Yep, that will have cost more than my car.
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