The Apocalypse Now (Please) Quiz

I have been visiting a blog I almost never read. Commenters on that blog are discussing someone.

Who is it?

… a wounded and naked beast, his USP undermined, and his guards have been taken out… an incompetent claque of bores and thugs, who have just had all their weapons removed.

When other MPs briefed against him, calling him "Psychologically flawed and damaged", I put it down to the usual vitriolic inter-rivalry. I never realised just how accurate that description would turn out to be.

I actually heard him speak live in 2005 to a fairly small room, and was overwhelmed by how he was even worse in private(ish) than in public.

… a total car crash.

I'm gutted that the entire party have to be held hostage to the man's sense of entitlement. And about that sense of entitlement IT IS JUST UNBELIEVABLE. I CANT CAN’T STOMACH IT. How can he stand to have the ruin of his own party on his conscience…

He is Nixon, he is Richard Milhous Nixon born again.

X got where he is today by his mastery of the black arts of the Scottish Labour Party. And from what I hear, postal vote stuffing is the least of the issues in Scotland...

... of course the X-ite cabal - or mafia - are still alive in Westminster… Balls… Darling… promoted beyond their competence because they are trusted by X.I think we are heading for a major defeat because X is the leader.

Why is it some kind of entitlement that X should lead? He sticks at it, he is a total stinker. If he goes, it will be a boon to the party, I think we all agree. You say that the act of trying to convince him to go will weaken him, HOW MUCH WEAKER CAN HE GET!!

… like the Black Knight in Monty Python and the Holy Grail. […] "Although supremely skilled in swordplay, he suffers from unchecked overconfidence and a staunch refusal ever to give up". […] King Arthur fights him, cutting limb after limb off, though he refuses to surrender saying "'tis but a scratch," "I've had worse", "it's just a flesh wound!" until he is totally limbless and King Arthur rides past him triumphant. At what point to you admit X has lost all his limbs and his fighting on is just an embarrassment?

Can you see who it is, yet?