Suicide Watch

An important part of life is having empathy and, on occasion, sympathy, with people in a tough situation. It generally isn't the done thing to revel in the misfortunes of others. Until you read something like this:

The three unnamed backbenchers are said to have been placed on 'suicide watch' by Labour whips, who fear they might break down when the details of their excesses come out.

And why are these leaders thinking about shuffling off this mortal coil by their own hands? Why, because they can't keep their genitals in their pants and their hands out of our wallets:

Three Labour MPs are said to be terrified that the release of their expenses claims will expose them as adulterers and financial cheats.

Hmmm. Make no mistake about this, I don't care who you fuck or how you fuck them as long as it is all consensual. But I do give a fuck when you take money from my already emaciated pay cheque and then use that in your games of hide the winky. 

It is customary on some blogs to point out that all MPs are cunts, and that they should swing from lamp posts for their crimes. The Pink Floyd fan in me can't advocate such violence, I'm afraid. But seriously, if you have some corrupt fucking MP is about to do the decent thing and end their life, you aren't going to find me stood next to them with the number for the Samaritans.