Well we’re about 4 days into the national mourn, the “Mourn-a-Thon” and whilst it is sad, its also sad that Mrs McCluskey from Grange Hill died today, my first Milf crush I reckon, my headmaster wasn’t at all like creamy McCluskey, Mr Jospeh was about 80 and drove a Blue Morris Minor, hardly a schoolboy wet dream.
Tonight around 7pm, the TV viewers were treated to a close up of the sons and daughter of the Queen, the cameras panning across their sad faces with patronising whispered commentary. I felt if the BBC would have had cameras in the room where the Queen had passed away they would have filmed it. It’s pretty gross to my mind, a historic event, none the less, but voyeuristic, tacky and cheap, appealing to the lowest common denominator. The Queen is Dead, and we now laud the King, we have another week of various Royals walking about, shaking peoples hands and I believe King Charles the Spaniel will be going on a nationwide grief tour with Liz Truss. The soil we are walking on must be full of magic mushrooms and ergot spores I’m sure, the whole country is going mad.
In case no one has noticed there was a Cost of Survival Crisis going on, but not that you’d notice, judging by the last 10 weeks of Tory Hustings, then the sad Death of the Queen, now these 2 weeks of compulsory self flagellation and doing our bit to keep the florists in business, blessed are the cheesemakers, where’s their cut? Everyone likes cheese. I’d guess probably by October we should be getting back to normal, we should have some political arguing by then, it’ll be fairly exciting i’d think, everyone will have forgotten what a clusterfuck the last Tory cabinet was as they were magicked away under a shroud of invisibility, Raab, Patel and the rest of them scattered to the winds, to appear occasionally on regional Sunday morning politics shows. The new cabinet then will present itself, and gradually the mists will clear and the fascist fun will begin again.
“I’m considering a move, a move to Memphis, a move to Memphis” Google it.
“everyone will have forgotten what a clusterfuck the last Tory cabinet was as they were magicked away under a shroud of invisibility, Raab, Patel and the rest of them scattered to the winds, to appear occasionally on regional Sunday morning politics shows. ”
Ha, ha. And in the antipodean shadow Lands rears the speculative head of Republica nism?
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