Tory incompetence

Just in case anybody still believes that Call Me Dave and his parallel pal George Osborne are here to save us, think again. Jeff Randall has just torn Mr O a shiny new arsehole:

In short, it would be hard to construct a set of economic circumstances that could offer the shadow chancellor a better opportunity to display his credentials for leadership. This, surely, is George Osborne's moment. The ball is bobbing on the goal-line. There's not a defender in sight. All Wee Georgie needs to do is smash it in the net. Go on, my son, you can't possibly miss from there. Hang on a minute, where the bloody hell is he?

Er, Osborne's not in the box. In fact, he's not even on the pitch. The Blues' golden boy cannot have left the stadium because he never arrived. Just like another famous George, he failed to turn up on matchday. The difference is, whereas Besty was enjoying a steamy session with Miss World, Osborne seems to have frozen in the headlights. As the situation becomes ever more serious, George looks increasingly flaccid.

Seriously, what the cunting fuck is Osborne up to? He and Dave should be kicking that fat Scottish cunt-faced moron from pillar to post on his disastrous time in power, they should be bashing the fucking loon into the ground and calling for his head on a spike.

Mr Brown steered the car into a brick wall and is now claiming credit for pulling a rear-view mirror from the wreckage. This must not go unchallenged.

There is so much for the Conservative party to expose, yet it seems to have lost the will to think. The speed and scale of the financial implosion has shell-shocked a party that believed it was on cruise-control to a general election victory.

That, I believe, is the problem. Call Me Dave and his lightweight cronies haven't got a fucking clue about what to do either. They're a gormless bunch of dorks standing around watching a bunch of twats fucking things up but with no alternative plan, just more of the same, in a blue dress.

Gorgon's acumen stands tattered in the wind for all to see, but what do the Tories have to offer:

Where are the big ideas? What is the counterproposal to the Treasury's plan to nationalise the banks? Lloyds TSB was never a basket case. It was one of our more prudently run institutions. Its reward for dull solidity was to be bullied by Mr Brown into a daft deal with a dysfunctional HBOS.

As a result, Lloyds' share price has been caned. Worse still, 40 per cent of the combined entity has now been snapped up by government. Much shareholder value in Lloyds has been destroyed, completely unnecessarily. Investors are, rightly, outraged. Why is the Opposition not opposing this?

Probably because they don't entirely disagree with it. Call Me Dave has clearly placed himself on the Social end of conservativeness. He's all for the state doing stuff for the social good.

What does the shadow chancellor have to say about these matters? Nuffink. Where are his detailed proposals for an overhaul of Britain's financial services, plans that might secure London's position as the best capital for capital? Dunno. He seems content to polish the hubcaps on Brownian intervention.

So, you've got the Labour cunts, tired and past their prime (if they ever had one), corrupt and incompetent; Call Me Dave and his bunch of flaccid more-of-the-same-ists; the flippity floppity Lib Dems, who couldn't work out how to run a bath ...

Do you really think giving your vote to a small party is as much of a waste as giving your vote to any of these buffoons?

Why not try it? Do you really think that having the government cock things up less, fewer civil servants on gold-plated pensions and less tax will harm you?