Governed by decrepit pygmies
Hotblack Desiato 27 Sep 18 11:37
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How, exactly, have we ended up with the front benches on both sides of the house stuffed with makeweights, half-wits and geriatrics ? Is the answer:

 

a. that we are now a nation of no marks, with Parliament accurately reflecting the depleted gene pool from which we must fish for our leaders?

 

OR

b. There are  talented ambitious decent human beings out there, but none of them ever consider a career in politics?

 

OR

c. There are talented ambitious decent human beings out there, who do consider a career in politics, but never get selected to represent their constituencies because the party faithful prefer someone who rolls around in their own sh1t of bigotry?

 

OR

d. There are fvck loads of talented ambitious decent human beings out there, who do consider a career in politics, and they do get selected to represent their constituencies because the party faithful actually prefer someone who doesn't roll around in their own sh1t of bigotry, but then they are kept helpless on the back benches by a  power faction in their own party who prefer to promote any lickspittle who can fog a mirror, just as long as they are loyal to the faction? 

 

OR

 

e. None of the above?

 

OR

 

f. All of the above?

 

OR

 

g. Plasma membranes, vesicles, Golgi apparatus and rough endoplastic reticulum

 

N.B. one of the above answers has been copied and pasted from a biology degree multiple choice question - Can you guess which one?

 

The first correct answer wins a lifetime subscription to rollonfriday!!!!

There's a scene in one of the Willard Price books (African Adventure I am guessing, been a while) where a tribe of pygmies take down an elephant by running under it and eviscerating it with a spear.  I think you could make an allegory out of that Hottie.

3-ducks is right. It was answer a, that was copied and pasted from a biology exam. The correct answer was of course. g).

 

The reason for the low quality of political leadership is due to the rough endoplastic reticulum.

Willard Price. Poor chap used to spend hours agonizing over the title of his books.

 

"So its an adventure. And its set in Africa. But what on earth am I going to call it? I know....."

There are talented ambitious decent people out there, who can see, at a glance, that there is almost no power that can be exercised at the level of local politician, backbencher or Minister.

Power is either concentrated in the Prime Minister, or squeezed out past Departments to appointed sectoral boards.

Short of being Prime Minister, your best bet, to assuage the urge to be useful, is to represent your local allotments, or get onto the board of the school your children go to, or pick up litter at your local beauty spot, or visit a sick old person.