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Tuesday, 27 March 2012

D'oh!

ONE of the principal things to admire in politicians is their sheer refusal to admit when they've got it wrong.

Yesterday Tory party chairman Francis Maude, hauled to the House of Commons to apologise about his absent Prime Minister's £250,000-a-head private dinner parties for donors, claimed it was all down to a 'rogue treasurer'.

Rather than say the mea culpa the situation demanded, poor old Maude was ordered to attack the reds for not having such a great record on party funding themselves. All watched on the teatime news by voters for whom £250,000 would buy at least two houses, not just a couple of courses of SamCam's celeriac soup.

And on exactly the same day Philip Smith, chairman of the Tories' membership arm, sent out this rather ill-timed letter offering people "the key to Number 10" if they will only dip in their pockets and cough up:


I'm reasonably certain the Lib Dems currently with their feet up on the Downing Street sofas won't take too kindly to the Tories starting to campaign for a 'real Conservative Government', and I'm not sure how much more Conservative they could arguably get.

Even more worryingly, the person to whom that letter was sent swears blind he is not, and never has been, a member of the Conservative Party, so the poor fools don't even know who's on their side any more.

Incidentally, it came with a Freepost envelope into which he has placed a short note explaining that Dishface gets quite enough money, thank you, and please remove me from your databases, then posted it back "because it costs them money".

At least the voters aren't stupid.