Cable V Murdoch
Yet more proof that what I, and other wise heads such as myself, have been saying for ages - namely, that Vince Cable is an idiot. Why else would you put yourself in a position where you have effectively declared war on Rupert Murdoch? I mean, it is the political equivalent of walking up to the scary looking guy in the pub - the one with bruised knuckles, wide angry eyes, with the physique of a shaved ape and sporting a "you are a cunt" tattoo on his forehead - and asking him to step outside. He's going to fuck you up without evening breaking a sweat. You're going to be picking bits of your shattered teeth from your shattered face while he goes back to his pint.
Maybe Cable is self-destructing a bit - I don't know. But whatever he's thinking and trying to achieve, taking on possibly the most powerful media tycoon in the world means his days in frontline politics are coming to an end. It is just a question of how quickly...
Labels: Cable, Comrade Cable, Morons, Murdoch, Witless Morons
2 Comments:
The irony is that until the silly old fool opened his big mouth he was in a position to block News Corp's takeover of BSKYB.
There is nothing wrong with taking on a more powerful foe but it does require some brain power.
Agreed - tactically, he shot himself in the foot from the outset. And I doubt the new person making the decision on Murdoch will be looking to go to war with him...
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