The sight of Blears sitting beside Brown tonight, wittering hysterically about 'our Ministers', desperate fixed grin in place, was ghastly.
Brown's thunderous, contemptuous face, not even looking in her direction as she prattled perkily, body language pleading with him for a glance, just a glance, clearly desperate (or perhaps drugged, the only other possibility) conveyed more eloquently than any words:
'Talk all you like, bitch. I am not listening. Look at my Not Listening face. Your desperation is useless. Ingratiation is pointless. It is too late. It is over for you. You are at this table only because it not yet your time. I know the time. You will have to suffer in ignorance until then. When you leave this room today, you should start making arrangements for your next career. Have you finished making that noise? Good. Can we get on with my agenda? Thank you.'
No hope for the chipmunk. She is indeed finished. Hoo-fucking-ray!
ReplyDeleteGordon Brown is also finished and I am truly baffled how this fucker doesn't realise it? You've got be seriously thicker than shit, or arrogant or.... alien not to realise. But whatever the reason, his lack of understanding of the seriousness of his situation disturbs me the most.
Because of him, we still have Jacqui Smith and Harriet Harman who always manage to infuriate me when they rear their ugly heads on TV. I dont hear anything they say, it's just blurb now!
I just want to smash Ed Balls face in and kick the living shit out of Darling.
Now the BBC have also pissed me off by hiring a muslim bloke to run the religion stuff. Talk about encourage more immigrants from Pakistan to marry each other and get permanent residency - because a MUSLIM is heading up the religous programmes.
I am so angry, so pissed off and upset that I now understand the true meaning of seeing red.
Well, I've got that out of my system for now. Tomorrows another day.