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Friday 7 March 2014

636: Political Stuff

The other day, I posted here about the rather pathetic Nick Clegg, with his rejection of the proposed ban of the brutal slaughter practices of the religious extremists with which this country is rapidly becoming over-run.

I read, I think yesterday, about the results of a poll carried out concerning the "public's" opinion of the leaders of the principal political parties.

I'm not at all interested in what they thought about the ludicrous Millipede, Weather-vane Clegg, or even UKIP's Nigel Farage, the latter apparently doing quite well. As my regular readers will know, I am no enthusiast for democracy, since there are too many oiks, chavs and thickos allowed to vote in our system, the inept system of universal suffrage as it is called.

My opinion is confirmed (at least in my view) by the fact that a criticism that was voiced in the poll was that Mr David Cameron was "too posh."

I take it from this unpleasant outcome, that it would be perfectly acceptable according to the aforementioned oiks, chavs and thickos, were Cameron to speak with the repellent "Estuary" accent currently so fashionable at the BBC.

After all, if the findings had revealed that a political leader attracted opprobrium by virtue of the fact that he was too common, then I'd bet a pound to a penny that we would never be told...

And since Mr Cameron does not (to me at least) sound at all "posh" I can only shudder in imagining how the respondents in the poll speak.

Vote for Nancy Mitford I say, or even better, George Sanders.

Gawd 'elp us, gorblimey guv, a merry Christmas on yer, strike a light, lumme, don't dis us, innit...

Until the Next Time

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