Of Afghanistan, regime change & global financial meltdown
Quite a few commentors have reported over the last few days that the Labour Government that has lorded it over once Great Britain since 1997 is probably on the point of collapsing into the potmess of idealogical bitch slapping. Deep joy! My only little sadness at this long overdue event is that the forthcoming regime change will probably be bloodless. In fact I can’t even begin to describe my disappointment at that prospect – not that we will most likely get a change of government quite soon - but the coup d’etat will be achieved without recourse to force of arms. Still, in the absence of the Westminster Village & its incumbents being consumed in a fireball resulting from a statisically unlikely meteor strike, grafting yourself onto the sofa of sloth with a bottle of something dark n’ peaty to watch the socialists start to quite literally purge one & other is possibly nearly as much fun as you would have shooting pheasants from a vodka jello filled hot tub with;
a)Ms Hurley,
b)Ms Blanchet,
c)Ms Bonham-Carter,
d) Ms Phillips,
e) All of the above,
for company. Now you might disagree with some of the names on that list but I am sure that you get my drift.
At this point dear readers is worth casting a beery bloodshot eye over the history of the North West Frontier when considering pondlife Brown’s forthcoming demise. During Great Britain’s first little foray into Afghanistan, it was common when engaging the enemy for NCOs to walk up & down in front of the lines of formed up infantry & shout “Come on Johnny Afghan, show us what your made of”. This practice ceased sometime during the First Retreat from Kabul. Not so long ago Brown received such plaudits as ‘The Iron Chancellor’ & ‘Mr Prudence’ - laughable assertions at the time & even more comic with the benefit of hindsight.
Brown spent a decade taxing & spending, only being bailed out by a growing economy. My my, what a different 18 months makes. Bear, Northern Rock, Fannie & Freddie, Merrills, Lehmans – all gone in their current form. Both Goldman Sachs & Morgan Stanley are dead in the water. At very best their business models are shattered. Both probably only have weeks left in their current form although looking at where their respective paper was trading on Friday afternoon, weeks is probably optimistic – days are more likely. The vultures have already started to circle.
Of course the like of Brown & his scum sucking spawn ilk were all ready to take the credit when the markets were rising – now that are in dramatic reverse, they are quite content to assign all the blame to an evil cabal investment bankers. No surprise really.
Comments
is this why my (empty) morgan stanley card has become a barclaycard mastercard? Is Brown/Bliar competing for the worst british government in history? it is hard to decide, both have disposed of a world beating fighter plane, both have bankrupted the whole country, Wilson never killed the housing market but Brown had a lot of help from the Democrats, neither can claim the biggest strike against England, that accolade goes to fatty Heath, how about a vote on this wonderful site? who betrayed England the most 1945-2008? excluding of course the gullable twats who were suckered into socialism
Posted by: chris Edwards | September 20, 2008 12:46 PM
I'd share that tub with Sarah Palin, except that I'm exceptionally hairy and so she might try to shoot and then skin me.
You can only take sado-masochism SO far. I wouldn't mind her walking all over me while wearing spiked heels, though *ahem*.
Posted by: Rob Farrington | September 20, 2008 3:04 PM
Would she kindly shoot and skin Mr Brown (or perhaps skin first) the the silly assholes might realise the unpopularity of the labour misgovernment is down to policies and ideals not the figurehead.
Posted by: Chris Edwards | September 20, 2008 9:16 PM