I know I’m a big softy but I’m genuinely worried for the Prime Minister. Things have got so bad for him that while watching the debate, the Long Suffering Husband, who loves an underdog, considered voting for him.
“I like him,” he said, with a completely straight face.
It was an appalling TV performance. He looked defeated and depressed but the LSH was being completely serious.
“I mean, what can he do? It’s all such a mess. I feel sorry for him.”
I might have over-reacted and shouted something about it being a mess of his own creating, which was not only grammatically incoherent but also quite loud for me.
But.
Journalist, Pippa Crerar, broke this story yesterday.
I can’t help worrying that he is being held by a criminal gang who are forcing to throw the election in particular ways, so that people can make bets on how badly he’ll lose. Obviously, I wouldn’t suggest that he and his colleagues are applying hedge fund principles to an election to make themselves even richer.
His recent tweets say it all.
Honestly, though. I really don’t have the energy for an election right now. I suspect that the Prime Minister feels the same.
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