Tories and their press concubines OUTRAGED at a blink-and-you’d-miss-it breach of rules to protest PoC being murdered by racist cops, days after insisting a 520-mile trip to one’s country estate *while symptomatic*, followed by a 60-mile eye-test is not only fine, but DECENT.
Simultaneously, how can a former senior Labour front bencher be SO USELESS as to manage to somehow throw Tories a bone, just at the point they’re struggling, even from exile?
For the love of hobnobs, just fucking retire.
For the love of hobnobs, just fucking retire.
JESUS HP SAUCE, ALL YOU HAD TO DO WAS STFU BARRY
If this isn’t a perfect summary of the last four years. The wicked working in tandem with the useless to destroy an entire country.
Displaying the sort of incompetence that has the ability to transcend political obscurity and jinx future generations. Ineptitude that echoes through the ages. Like a maggoty finger reaching out from the grave in a Japanese horror. Barry Gardiner is basically “The Grudge”.
