Tag: Leadership
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Hiding in Plain Shite
A new day, a new perspective. This Scandalson debacle is the gift that keeps on re-gifting. Wherever the lairy Lord lingers, a new treat awaits. Titillating to bear witness to the hyperbolic outrage from Gordon Brown – who hired him after the first two scandals – presumably after his father’s moral compass had gone skew…
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Cleverly Done
I laughed so much, a little bit of wee came out. Stratospheric frontrunner James Cleverly lent votes for a carve-up and ended up rogered and out. Apparently, he was so blasé about a thumping victory, he frittered away the death throes of his candidacy at Boris Johnson’s book launch rather than canvassing on the final furlong…
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Indian Giver
So, there we have it: Rishi Sunak is the new prime minister. He is not of course the UK’s first ethnic minority PM – that honour went to Disraeli who was top Jew before top dude. As for what the bijou berk might bring, he’s screams stability only via his personal low centre of gravity.…
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The Race to the Bottom
And so the candidate debate came and went. If you are happy to commit to any one of these woeful cretins, you’re a braver man than I. I couldn’t imagine anything more daunting. Were all heading for a bad knock in the very near future, made worse by the little trust in our politics. Soon…
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Badly Spun
Wow – nobody was expecting that. Labour scraped through in Batley and Spen. Dry the tears from your eyes and cash out those online bets. Kim’s going to close the loop and take her seat under the memorial plaque for her tearful maiden speech. That’s a speech by a tearful maiden, by the way. At…
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Game On?
It’s Easter Monday, and we have passed the one-year anniversary of Keir Starmer’s leadership of Labour. Unsurprisingly, there’s no discernible sign of a resurrection on either front. He has now vowed to ‘take off the mask’ (presumably a metaphorical one), to ‘open the throttle’, and to show us all why he should be the next…
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We Aren’t Family
I am no longer forcibly immersed in the excruciating workplace rituals of the modern office, so the occasional petal of pretentious word confetti is generally no truly onerous psychological burden. But the notion of the ‘work family‘ manifestly grinds my gears. It reeks of perverse potential. Matt Hancock just slipped in a reference to ‘our…
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Smash-and-Grab
Never prior to 2020 did the sands of sanity shift as they do now with unfathomable regularity. Back in the loony bin of the UK’s Coronaresponse engine room, some faceless, but majestically twisted tit has fluffed up a concept hardon that will take some beating – a 5-day Christmas holiday from restrictions that the public…
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Leaving Party 🎉
The golden rule for the cognoscenti when you leave a job is to walk out and don’t look back. Any glance in the rea-view mirror offers you only a glimpse of second-raters picking bits off your professional reputation for their own ends. It’s a harsh blow to be basking in your own irrelevance, which is…
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Dread Locked
So, batshit albino-bear Johnson gave his conference speech, which was less of a serious manifesto and more that of an acid-dropping ‘Generation Game’ contestant with a limited time to recall as much as possible on the political conveyor belt before the breathing walls closed in around him. And ‘Didn’t he do well?’ Well, no. The…
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