My man-servant Nick was ruminating on the Liz Truss cabinet the other day as he revisited one of his favorite UK TV shows titled The Thick of It.
Like me, Nick is a political junkie who has grown weary of the ‘hurry up and wait’ Trump-DOJ-GOP shit show happening in the run-up to the midterms. So he has turned his attention to the UK Truss-Tory Shit Show.
“You know cat,” he said to me while watching The Thick of It, “This show is fecking brilliant. If Liz Truss had someone like Malcolm Tucker (a political aide who cleans up shit - played by the brilliant Scottish actor Peter Capaldi), she’d be in a better position to carry the Tories to defeat in the next election.”
But alas - a Malcolm Tucker is nowhere to be seen, and I predict Liz will be gone by Christmas. Boxing Day at the latest. But I’m just a colonial moggy. What do I know?
Liz is stuck with ‘KamiKwaze’ Kwarteng. A man so obsessed with trickle down economics that he is bent on eliminating the bottom 97% of the British wage earners. Rumour is that he is planning to deport anyone not earning a half-a-million pounds per annum to Mar-a-Lago in Florida.
She does have Jacob Rees-Mogg, Secretary of State for Business, Energy and Industrial Strategy. But sadly, Jacob is prone to napping during House sessions, and has claimed that the mess the Tories find themselves in is not the result of the mini-budget. A budget that was put out immediately after Liz was given the keys to No 10 by Boris Johnson.
It does not appear that Jacob will be of any help at all.
I then touched base with my friend Larry the No 10 cat running for PM. I wanted to see how he was dealing with the current PM.
“I’m pretty busy with my campaign these days, but I am home at night. Her quiet sobbing every evening is a little disconcerting. I felt sorry for her two nights ago and went out and caught a rat for her to munch on. I thought it might cheer her. Boy was I wrong. I dropped it next to her as she lay on her bed. She sat upright and screamed at me, ‘Tories can’t eat rats. That would be cannibalism’. No gratitude at all. So I picked up the rat, jumped down from the bed and deposited it in her left slipper. I then took a shite in the other slipper and went to my room and watched The Thick of It.”
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