Tuesday, 14 June 2011
...and he appeared from a pink mist in our hour of need.
In a daring intellectual paradigm shift, Red Ed Miliband expounded his view that the workshy layabouts cluttering our big society are the single most important threat to our way of life.
Not the concentration of financial power, mercantile war or the alarming epidemic of male lesbians.
The unemployed, that's your problem, pal.
The insight,apparently, is that if you humiliate and harrass them enough, then they will all find jobs. Their anguish will transubstantiate into the purest gainful employment.
Bold thinking indeed.
It is this sort of bravery which gains the admiration of the London Guardian, the Policy Exchange Cabal and the dessicated, life hating ascetic Frank Field.
After all, and despite his best efforts, opinion polls are still showing support for his party.
This cannot stand.
If people expect government to work on their behalf, then they are obviously living in the past.
A modern leadership cannot serve two masters.
He must extinguish all hope, to better allow the government's work to mercilessly progress.
Work that he, or someone exactly like him, might someday be permitted to continue.
Watched over by rulers of plutocratic grace.
What a fucking cunt.