It beggars belief that idiots somewhere will dig deep into their pockets to hear the relentless claptrap that this nation would once have paid its entire GDP to silence.
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there was something very special about Tony, Bloke of Blokes, Father of All Kids, the ultimate product of the delusion industry that is celebrity politics. We shall not look upon his like again - not even Barack Obama can run him close. This was a unique cocktail of narcissism, self-deception, self-interest and doe-eyed mendacity such as no other politician has been able to replicate or to rival.
Yea, the sparrow hath found an house, and the swallow a nest for herself, where she may lay her young, even thine altars, O Lord of hosts, my King, and my God.
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Wednesday, April 15, 2009
Dear me, but I'm longing to have a drink with this man
Gerald Warner on The Blair.
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