Hapless

[poliphilo]

Tony Blair gives a rousing speech about how he is going to pursue and harry foreign criminals out of the country. A few days later it emerges that large numbers of foreign criminals, slated for deportation, have been allowed out of prison and back into the community and the Home Office doesn't know where they are. Even worse, Home Secretary Charles Clarke has been aware of the situation for the best part of a year and is only now, after the media tumbled to the story, taking (frantic) steps to sort it out.

Embarrassing.

Almost simultaneously we learn that Deputy Prime Minister John Prescott has been enjoying extra-marital rumpy-pumpy with his diary secretary. Remember the solemn memorial service (or whatever it was) for the Iraqi war dead at St. Paul's Cathedral? Immediately after, he and she hightailed it back to Prescott's grace and favour apartment over Admiralty Arch and went at it like little rabbits.

And the local elections are less than a week away.

If people weren't getting killed because of these clowns- and if they weren't hell-bent on curtailing our liberties- I might even feel sorry for them.

Comments

Re: Oh my goodness

[poliphilo.livejournal.com]

"Rumpy-pumpy" is a slightly old fashioned word, but I favoured it in this case because of the onomatpoeia. John Prescott, bless him, is enormously fat.

[ibid.livejournal.com]

I found it amusing!

I was amazed John Prescott could lure any woman to sleep with him (or at least more than once without cash payment)

[poliphilo.livejournal.com]

John Prescott was always a figure a fun, now he'll be doubly so.

Did you see the Steve Bell cartoon which had him as the faithful hound shagging Blair's trouser leg?