And did those feet in ancient time
Walk upon England’s mountains green? And was the Holy Lamb of God On England’s pleasant pastures seen?
Your Lordship!
Scarcely have the immortal graces of your Countenance Divine begun to shine forth upon our clouded hills, than the Holy Lamb of God has offered itself for the ultimate sacrifice. For very probably the single greatest error committed by Gordon Brown between the boom of 2007 and the bust of 2008, was his decision to solicit Mandelson’s return to the Cabinet. This would gain him the
title "Baron", one step short of Beatification, which recognises the aspirant’s
accession to Heaven and his power to intercede on behalf of individuals who
sacrifice in his name. Which, indeed, is how it came to pass that whilst the
Baron of Ploy and Moneypool was duly swearing allegiance to Her Majesty at
Monday's induction ceremony in the House of Lords, his transfer from a top post
in Brussels had already been sweetened by a sordid financial expedient.
In the words of Richard Havers: the "transitionary payment" of £78,000 a year for the next three years to ensure his income in his new job is the same as his £182,500 salary as
the EU trade commissioner.”
An oppressive, uneasy feeling begins increasingly to possess one...
Indeed, as Lord Mandelson takes office with a remarkable lack of public
trust, Gordon Brown’s new approach to politics appears to emulate the
pyrotechnical spin of the Blair years he detested so well: unabashed populism at
the sacrifice of substance. Ostensively devoted to the notion of socialism and
the reduction of poverty, Tony Blair, of course, could always intercede with the
Powers of Darkness because his socialist experience had been in some ways
self-serving, treating the Prince to sumptuous dinners and providing him with
male companionship and a legion of celebrity guests including Bono, Bob Geldorf,
Mick Hucknail, David Bowie and Sir Elton, courtesy of Chequers.
Perhaps in the archetypal language, Blair was equally the trickster,
the charmer and scoundrel of all ages, the wizard of ancient mythology. Not to
mention Cherie the harpist, who was plucking away most melodiously. For
meanwhile - along with his improved recollection of events - Blair has found
time to collect the Medal of Freedom (from Southern Methodist University Dallas)
and duly received the Congressional Gold Medal awarded by the US for his support
in the wake of the terrorist attacks of September 2001 and the invasion of Iraq
in 2003.
It was a time of general rejoicing!
Alas, while Brown’s sacrifice has been to a clutch of squabbling labour
MPs whose singular area of agreement was deep collective dislike of him, there’s
scarcely a section of public opinion that does not loathe Peter Mandelson. And
if he did have some capable moments here and there, we may rest assured, no
doubt, that he will not cease from mental fight or put down his sword, until he
has tarnished and despoiled their memory among the dark Satanic mills of shady
greed and cleverness ...
I will not cease from mental fight,
Nor shall my sword sleep in my
handTill we have built Jerusalem
In England’s green and pleasant land...
You bet....!
Dreamy
Wednesday, 15 October 2008
MANDELSON - THE EMERDATION OF THE GIANT ALBION
Posted by Selena Dreamy at Wednesday, October 15, 2008
Labels: "Emerdation" is a term derived from the French taking its origin in the word "merde"
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Cherie the harpist.... poetry.
I sense that Brown is feeing rather pleased with himself which is great news. He will become easy pickings over the next few months. Mandelson will insidiously shimmy his way up No.10's drainpipe and the sewage of the the dark side will start flowing the wrong way...
I can't think of too many politicians more hated than Mandy- though personally I despise Charles Clarke more.
I can't see why Brown brought him back.
This is certainly an extraordinary government, seemingly aiming to outdo Major's record in unpopularity.
Charles Clarke?!
With monstrous head and sickening cry
And ears like errant wings,
The devil's walking parody
On all two-footed things...
(Courtesy G.K.Chesterton)
"Cherie the harpist.... poetry."
Did I say "harpist"? - perhaps I meant harpy!?
I missed this while I was away.
Haven't I come back, though, to see the Tories mired in headlines inspired by Mandy's mastery of black propaganda?
Worth it for Brown, if true - however sick his permanent presence in the legislature, thanks to a Life Peerage, is for the rest of us.
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