Thick as Thieves
The ridiculous Nadine Dorries' recent ridiculous escapade on a reality show has gained the admiration of the ridiculous Jeremy C Hunt, who proclaimed on a radio programme that Parliament should be more for entertainment purposes and not for anything silly like representation of the people. Dorries, who famously said that her website blatherings were seventy per cent false, is a natural candidate for the approval of the fatuous Hunt; although what with his own record as Minister for NewsCorp and Cultchah, and then Minister for NewsCorp and Health, a vote of confidence from that direction may yet prove of dubious advantage. Hunt, of course, was appointed to his present position almost entirely as a Bullingdon jape against the proles; the only clearer signals of Daveybloke's plans for the NHS would have been to keep Twizzler Lansley in post or else replace him with a Liberal Democrat. Since Daveybloke's reshuffle was nothing if not a purging of the Cabinet's excess oestrogen, presumably a ministerial post is beyond Dorries' grasp for the moment, no matter how big a fool she makes of herself; but given her now televised anus-eating qualifications a happy announcement is surely just a matter of time.