Tuesday, 2 April 2019

Being Naked Proves Nothing

The House of Commons, the mother parliaments, was once the pinnacle of my respect for any democratic institution in the whole wide world.

Instead, the world is laughing at invertebrates with saggy butt-cheeks and cuckolded, shrivelled penises. Forget the stiff upper lip. Forget fortitude and stoicism in the face of adversity. Nothing about you is stiff any more.

We voted 650 of you in to be the face of our country, to be the pride and joy that is this blessed land, to show the world how it's done. To show strength, dignity and honour. To prove that a man/woman is as good as his/her word. Turns out, none of you are.

My heart is broken. 💔

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