Fuck Off Hazel Blears
Chicken Yoghurt has the video of Hazel Blears justifying herself, relentlessly, for over six minutes. I haven't felt so nauseous since I had the novovirus.
This is what she claims:
- She regrets resigning
- She wasn't undermining Gordon Brown
- She regrets undermining the Labour party
- Gordon Brown really likes her still
- The people in Salford are disappointed in her, but not angry
- She is happy to be spending more time with her constituency, and doing local things that she wouldn't have given a crap about - sorry, wouldn't have had time to do - if she was still a minister of state
Perhaps she does believe it all. But that would make her insane. Not so much Nuts about Hazel; more Hazel is Nuts. Literally, madder than a bag of rabid badgers. That could be the case - she could be insane, but instead I think she is filled with regret. Not for what she did, though. She knew exactly what she was doing. And what we are seeing now is regret for herself. Or, despite her denials in the interview, good old-fashioned self-pity. She thought she was firing one of the first shots in a coup to remove Brown from power. Instead, the shot she fired turned out to be political suicide. Turns out it couldn't have happened to a more deserving person.
Labels: Blears, Brown, Worthless Cunts
3 Comments:
She obviously didn't like the queue at her local job centre and had second thoughts!
Look at them all: Smith, Blears, Flint, Beckett, all the wimmin.
Would you employ any one of those fuckers in a useful role? I wouldn't.* So how the fuck do these twats get to run parts of the country?
This is the joy of positive discrimination: the promotion of useless sacks of shit as box-ticking fodder for the right-on.
What a waste!
* I would certainly offer Caroline Flint one or two positions, but that's not the same thing.
I don't think it has anything to do with gender - there isn't one person in the Cabinet I would trust to lace their own shoes, let alone run a fucking government department.
Fortunately, there is a Shadow Cabinet waiting in the wings where everyone was promoted owing to talent and ability and... oh wait... oh, Fuck!
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