Slug-like and crafty maneuvering MP’S

If it wasn’t bad enough having a notorious self-serving, slug-like and crafty maneuvering MP of our own, I have to say I find it disgraceful that aforementioned now appears a trend. The MP as a loner is common currency. Out for himself.

Unincumbered by constituents, the MP (mainly Tory) appears a law unto himself. He (mainly He and Tory-oh did I already say that) holds down a number of well-paying jobs that take him further than ever away from his base.

His (other) job so it would appear, is to now represent those who pay him the most. The Constituents take second place.

The problems of ‘The Street/The Estate’, the hard lives that his constituents face are ignored, and he spends his time listening to the lobbyists who mostly represent rich industrialists. Today’s MPs live in the rarified atmosphere of dinners at lavish clubs, free rides in jets and all-expenses-paid holidays. And we let ‘em.

I’m sick to death of the (normally Tory MP) who acts as though he is doing us all a favour by just being there. The fact that they are Public Servants seems to have escaped them, in fact everything is in reverse. Witness (on TV etc) their self-importance, their smugness and the lack of a mention of the very people they were chosen to represent, their constituents. It is rare to hear an MP these days discussing their Constituents stories. They (MP’S) themselves have become the story.

Whether its sexually degrading and unlawful behaviours, barefaced lying and views that border on fascism they seem to think that they can get away with it. And…they do.

Oh, sure we can (it approaches), exact a sort of revenge by voting them out next election but there will be no justice. They will have had plenty of time to ‘feather their nests’. Reaping rewards from those they have spoken for.

They will slip their slimy slug bodies into positions of authority and good renumeration. Lording it over the workers the same way as they did when they were in Parliament. Nothing changes. At least not for Tory-Boy.

And if they don’t want to ‘work’ for a living they can always follow the creeps that went before and dance onto the after-dinner service. And I don’t mean washing up.


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Author: IanF

Ian is a Stratfordian and quite angry about all sorts of things, Local, National and in fact, everything World-Wide. For the sake of his mental health he has chosen to Vent his Spleen in a blog. He advises YOU dear reader to do the same.

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