Words, words, words

For millennia, Prodicus has urged the careful use of language in the struggle to maintain the integrity of public discourse and honest politics. I am not one of those who complain about the development of language. Indeed, I take great joy in the poetry of neologisms. Well, some of them.

destabilist emailism

shameless flippism

These nuggets appear in Prime Ministerial Decree (No 46) from the Desk of the Supreme First Secretary of the (sic) State, Lord President of the Supreme Soviet Council and Supreme Spokesman for the Supreme Leader (currently G.Brown). Private Eye.

Reading it, I realised how privileged we are to be allowed to read such a lucid condemnation of the ludicrous concept called 'democracy'.

We are indeed fortunate in having such and enlightened government, are we not? G Brown and the First Lord are colossi who would stand head and shoulders above the greatest minds of ancient Athens and Rome. In centuries to come, people will wonder who the fuck were these bastards? laugh until they cry read of their mighty works with awe.

I think I shall retire now, to offer a quiet prayer of thanks to the Time Lords for sending us the Saviour of the World. And his First Lord, of course. Mustn't forget him. He knows where I live, apparently.