Clegg Creeps out of the Crypt

The gonzo prophecies continue to be fulfilled. I've already pointed out sometime ago, albeit briefly, that my US presidential pre-election critique came true. Gonzolecture loyalty card holders will no doubt recall that I proclaimed Obama and his forthcoming administration as a dead-duck President-in-waiting at the head of a waste-of-space government. My reasons for this, even though I'm really a big fan of the idea of a black president, lie in the fact that you can change the colour of the people but you can't change the system. It will always revert back to the promotion of vested interest, particularly where capitalists are involved.

Speaking of capitalists, I heard that there's some trouble just now at Downing Street. Cameron's just got back from a bit of euro-bashing and telling those damn froggies and krauts over there that we're really not interested in helping them out of their whole euro-tank crisis, even though we know that we're also a bit fucked by the whole thing too. All this might not make much international sense but it plays well at home with the Tory government and London Cathedral Cheese-eating cabbies. The problem for Cameron is that he doesn't head an actual Conservative government and his power in an official sense is shorn up by his fellow bed-wetters in the LibDem Party. The head of this desperate rabble is his turncoat, backstabbing pet Clegg.

Of course, focus-group members will recall Clegg has been a regular focus of these pages because of his basic powerlust at any price, political polish rather than prowess and ability to talk the talk but otherwise have no real fucking clue what's going on. Now I've met some intelligent people who really like Clegg, so I'm not going to completely rubbish his ideology as I do think it's better than Cameron's - but then wouldn't everybody who's about £999,990 short of a million quid? Or too stupid to really work what's going - we must always remember the working man.

It's just occurred to me that Baron's probably smoking his pipe, staring at his computer screen saying to himself "what the fuck? I thought this lunatic was supposed to be espousing left-wing values in the furtherance of the complete destruction of the injustices of an antiquated class system!"

But, back to Clegg. Thank you for still continuing to read, by the way. Nicky Clegg, the uber-privileged rich kid, cut from the same hunk of cheese as his playmate Cameron, has unashamedly seized his opportunity following the last election to grab power at any price. Unfortunately this hasn't worked out too well for him, his party or the country as a whole, particularly if you're a student, have a former public-sector type pension scheme, and loads of other members of the nation's "less-than-rich" groups. In fact it got to stage when if something nasty needed saying, or some pre-election promise needed breaking in the name of austerity then Puppet Clegg was dusted off and put in front of the cameras. That's what happens when everyone thinks you're a complete dick until they see you play well on telly in the Sky leadership debates. So since the election and the muddy, blood letting that followed we've enjoyed Nicky boy sharing that instead no tuition fees for students they'd be paying double from now on, etc.

Well now we've got Cameron shouting up the stairs "honey I'm home" and being greeted with an icy silence on the other end because the euro-screwover has not played well with Clegg's mob. In fact he's come out to say how disappointed he is by the whole thing, that it's bad for Britain, etc. He's been accused by the tories and their media lackies of backstabbing Cameron. It's all a bit messy, really.

If only there was a credible alternative government in waiting - I know Eddie Whatshisname (I genuinely cannot remember his surname right no, no doubt due to some yesteryear potsmoking-induced senior moment - David's brother, that guy, the pussy). Anyway, upwards and backwards or whatever.
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