
Did everyone see Prime Minister's Question Time today? I haven't read my f-list yet, but I suspect much merriment will have been made at the expense of
dear old Gordon's Freudian slip today, in which he talked about saving the world when he meant to say saving the banks. This is example number one of the length of the very long string which connects Westminster to reality. Gordon Brown really does honestly think that his actions in the last couple of months have saved the world; he genuinely doesn't get that all he's done is keep his surfboard flat enough so that he personally has ridden on top of the vast wave of excrement that's engulfing the rest of us. Nor does he seem to grasp that he could fall off and be in the shit with the proles yet.
Example number two comes from later in the same set of PMQs. Nick Clegg mentions being visited by a constituent at his surgery who is a single mother. If you watch the clip
here, it starts at about 14.30. The house erupts in uproarious laughter as soon as he mentions that he was visited by a single mother, and there are many catcalls - one of which sounds like a female MP shouting "shag me! shag ME!" - presumably in reference to Our Glorious Leader's reputed 30 lays.
The catcalls and laughter come from both Labour and the Tories. Even with a microphone, you can't hear what Cleggy is saying. Clearly there are insinuations that because Cleggy has shagged SO many people, the children of this single mother must be his. And it just goes to show how completely out of touch both Labour and the Tories are. They don't even know who this woman is, who is suffering at the hands of uncaring bureaucracy, but they'd rather make insinuations about her sex life than actually worry about the fact that the Revenoo are going to be dragging her to court over THEIR cock-up.
35 poor people A WEEK are being taken to court by the Revenoo because they miscalculate, and then, when the recipient has spent the Revenoo's cock-up, they decide they want it back. THIRTY-FIVE PEOPLE A WEEK. But is this important? No, what's important is scoring some cheap-ass point about Nick Clegg putting it about a bit.
That pisses me off slightly.
- Thirty is not really that big a number. It's smaller than mine. It's smaller than a lot of other people I know. Nobody outside Westminster cares. Really, they don't.
- Even if it was the biggest number in the world, it makes NO difference whatsoever to whether or not a politician can do their job. Or have Labour forgotten Robin Cook? And have the Tories forgotten Alan Clark?
- Clegg was doing his damn job, representing his constituent.
- The catcallers were impeding him in doing his job
- That sort of shit is not big and it's not clever.
The thing is, I can quite easily put myself in this woman's shoes. Hell, you all know I have had my issues with the Revenoo. And before anyone suggests it, I haven't shagged Clegg
(even if I wanted to, it's hardly likely the sentiment would be returned, given my public sentiments on the man). And, to give Brown due credit, he did make a reasonable fist of the answer, when the rabble had eventually calmed down. But this woman has a serious question, and she deserves a serious answer. She does not deserve to be used as an ad hominem points scoring exercise.
When it suits them, politicians are forever on about re-engaging people with politics. They talk about voter apathy and disenfranchisement. IS IT ANY FUCKING WONDER? This woman is at her wits' end, and she goes to see her MP, and he agrees to try to help her, and this is the reception he gets? This sort of behaviour shows that the catcallers don't take their obligations to their constituents seriously in the slightest, and if they don't take us seriously, why should we take them seriously?