Saturday, August 16, 2008

Sad

I am off to a party at The Dude's this evening, so blogging will be light until tomorrow. However, in the meantime and via Guido, I see that Tamsin Dunwoody is bemoaning the fact that she has been unable to get a job.
Tamsin Dunwoody, Labour’s unsuccessful candidate at the recent by-election caused by the death of her mother Gwyneth, tells Mandrake that she will not put her name forward for the general election.

“It’s the hardest decision I’ve had to make in my political life,” she says. “I’d love to have done it, but the simple truth is that I can’t physically afford to move up there from west Wales with my five children and give the seat my full-time commitment.”

She adds: “I’ve not been able to find a job since losing my seat in the Welsh Assembly a year ago and I don’t have a pot of gold, so I can’t just go off and do what I want. People don’t like to employ ex-politicians, especially Labour ones like me who might unionise.”

Alas, I cannot find the story but, some years ago, I remember seeing that scientists had used a laser to make a perfect but microscopic model of a bull. It was a good wee statuette, full of life, but very, very, very tiny.

Scientists have now gone further, and make even more miniature stuff; indeed, if you listen carefully you can even hear the results. That's right, ladies and gentlemen; scientists have made the world's smallest fucking violin, and it's playing just for you, Gwyneth Tamsin.

In the meantime, we continue to pay ridiculous amounts of money—the salary alone is three times the median wage, and that's before we even start counting those expenses—to politicians who claim that they would be paid far more in the "real world".

Really? So where's Tamsin Dunwoody's lucrative position? Oh, look! she hasn't got one. This is because—like most people in government—she is stupid, lazy, corrupt, ignorant, irritating, talentless and ugly.

Never mind, Tamsin: I hear that Labour's New Deal has been a tremendous success: I'm sure that you will find something soon...

8 comments:

cornyborny said...

Ha ha, ha. Sweet. Thanks for a piece of schadenfreude that made me smile.

One edit note, though: it's Tamsin, not Gwyneth.

Patrick Vessey said...

*Cough* Gwyneth is not exactly well placed for gainful employ...

Rumbold said...

No respite from your tongue even when they are dead?

Shug Niggurath said...

Fuck em Rumbold, they put themselves in the ivory towers.

Tamsin is typical trash here - it's not that she's next to fucking useless (and only got her Welsh assembly job on the tailcoats of her mother, nepotism being why she's still fair game from the next life rumbold), naw it's all because she's a labour politician, because as we all know, no ex-labour politican can get a job from those evil tory capitalist bastards.

Mitch said...

she could donate her organs and be of some use.

Anonymous said...

Five children? Fuck!! It's too late to stop the plague from spreading!

Unsworth said...

It's not Gwyneth who's doing the bemoaning - unless you know otherwise - it's Tamsin.

cassandra said...

The fucking lying scumbag has plenty of lucrative QUANGO nonjobs lined up, she will will be well set in some cosy niche like an 'equality&diversity coordinator/advisor/outreach inspector for safer paperclips' on 100 grand plus perks, working one day a month plus all the foreign junkets/free holidays she can handle! You know the ones, fact finding missions to Bali and Bahamas to advise on the best use of paperclips in a diverse workplace blah blah!
Fucking greasy bastards like her will always be sorted for a cushy living courtesy of her corrupt and crooked chums in NuLabour.