Scribblegate: two penn'orth

So, 'Scribblegate' rumbles on. The sorry tale of Gordon Brown's hopeless attempt at a condolences letter to a bereaved mother of a soldier lost in Afgahnistan.

And there are some highly mixed opinions across the media and the blogosphere as to the rights and the wrongs of this squalid ittle event.

Of course, CF must have his two penn'orth.

Spelling mistakes are just - just - understandable, particularly if the writer is half-blind and over-worked. You can believe that Brown may not have noticed the odd error. However, we - the taxpayer - cough up for a fucking vast retinue of civil servants, assistants and little helpers. They can't all have been busy making up poisonous lies about the eeeevil Tories, can they?

Surely somebody must have been on hand to have a glance at these letters before they went out?

Or perhaps there was, and perhaps there's such a culture of fear and bullying in the bunker that no-one dared say anything, for fear of spending the rest of the day in A&E having fragments of a Nokia phone picked out of their skulls.

However, what is not acceptable, what is unforgivable, is Brown's attitude when he made a mistake, crossed it out, and carried on with the letter.

If you cross something out, you know you've made a mistake. That's why you fucking cross it out. So at that point, regardless of whether he knew about the other spelling mistakes, Brown should have screwed up the letter and started again.

For fucks sake, you don't send any note out with crossings-out. If you're writing a fucking sick note to excuse a child from games and you make a mistake, you start again, never mind a letter to a bereaved mother.

Many people, receiving a letter like this, would treasure it. Some might even want to frame it, or to display it. Did Brown think of that as he scribbled on, the words "fuck it, that'll do" forming in his head?

Did he not think he should have another go, to re-do the letter when he made an error? After all, its not like he was struggling to find words, to know what to say, is it? He boasts of having done hundreds of these letters.

Was he so, so busy that he literally had no time to take the extra three minutes to write this one from scratch?

To not bother, to carry on and to send the note out shows such disrespect to the recipient, any recipient, and such a lack of awareness of what this particular letter is for and about, that you can begin to believe the rumours - the man must be fucking autistic. How else to explain his total lack of understanding?

But what this all boils down to, yet again, is Brown the man. Christ knows what Faustian pact he reneged on, or how many vengeful goblins he swindled out of their gold, but the man is truly cursed. Everything - absolutely everything - he touches turns into the purest shimmering shit. He cannot put a foot right.

No-one in their right minds would choose for a man this inept, this disconnected, this uncaring, this plain fucking embarrassing to be Prime Minister, would they?

Oh, that's right: no-one did.



++UPDATE++   For anyone tempted to play the "the poooor maaaan is disaaaaaaabled" card, read this. Posted by a partially-sighted person, who knows Brown has no excuse.


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