Showing posts with label game over. Show all posts
Showing posts with label game over. Show all posts

Saving the rest of us the trouble

As regular readers know, CF has long been a critic of Gordon 'oh-dear-god-he's-fucked-the-country-up-beyond-repair' Brown, as his wife probably calls him.

We all hope that - in spite of the desperate, last minute attempts to hold on to power, and the blatant vote rigging by Broon and the Labour party - we'll not have to look upon his gurning face after Thursday night.

But still, no need to stop the abuse yet, eh? Particularly when someone has done all the legwork for us.

Amusingly, the 'someone' who has done all the work this time, saving us the trouble, is none other than .. errr .. a Labour candidate. What?

Yes, Manish Sood, Labour candidate for North West Norfolk, seemingly thinks pretty much as the rest of us do:

"I believe Gordon Brown has been the worst Prime Minister we have had in this country."

Yeah? Funny, so do most people. Just not Labour PPC's. Anyway, do continue.

"It is a disgrace and he owes an apology to the people and the Queen."

Absolutely. Tell us more, Manish.

"I think I could do a better job than him to be very honest with you, the way he's dealing with things it's getting worse and worse."

Really? We all thought so, but it's good to hear it from you.

"If he can't do the job properly then he should go on holiday and give me a chance to take over. It's as simple as that."

So what, Manish, are the big issues here?

"Immigration has gone up which is creating friction within communities ... The country is getting bigger and messier ...

"The role of ministers has gone bureaucratic and the action of ministers has gone downhill – it is corrupt.

"The loss of social values is the basic problem.."

Fucking hell: have you even still got your Blackberry, Manish?

It looks pretty much like 'Game Over' in the Labour party, doesn't it?

At last...


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Suicide in the bunker

At the end of a long, misguided and ultimately futile war, the misguided and insane Authoritarian leader Adolf Hitler eventually retreated to his bunker and took his own life.

It appears that the Labour Party intend to take a leaf out of that his book, and do exactly the same. Party suicide. End of the road.

Well, how else can you explain the fact that Labour have announced that from now on, Gordon Brown will be a "a more visible presence" in their general election.

What? What the fuck? Broon is the main reason the whole campaign's floundering in the first place, and the main reason that Labour stand no chance of victory.

He's got a personal popularity rating deeply in negative figures, sitting in the league tables just below Bernard Manning, and giving family butcher Fred West a good run for his money.

He is also completely, utterly incapable of interaction with other human beings. His manic fake grin would scare highly-trained police horses into bolting, for fuck's sake: imagine if he tried to kiss a baby?

When asked the simplest of questions he reels off enormous lists of irrelevant and largely false statistics: how's that going to go down on the doorstep when some old dear asks why her winter fuel allowance hasn't come through and has a huge list of imaginary investments in military equipment bellowed at her in a Scottish accent?

So surely, putting the man the most of the country loves to hate at the forefront of a failing campaign is a not-very-subtle way of raising the white flag, while simultaneously rummaging through the pockets for the cyanide capsules? Surely?

Or do they still think they can win this? Let's ask that most mindlessly loyal of Labourites, salad-dodging, toilet-breaking John Prescott, shall we? When asked on Radio 4 if thought Labour were currently on course to "storm ahead to a great victory", Prescott replied:

"No they're not - but you've got to fight for it.."

And if Prezza's given up, it's really is the end.

Pass the Labour Party that service revolver, would you?

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