We really ought to have some sympathy for our Prime Minister. Once more he's been snubbed by Obama and his lackeys have been doing their best over the weekend to say Brown's request for a meeting was "overplayed".
British officials made five attempts to secure official talks with the US President and even agreed to a policy change in an attempt to land a joint appearance between the two leaders, said diplomatic sources.
But the White House rebuffed the offers and Mr Brown, who had hoped to increase his popularity by appearing on his own with Mr Obama, had to settle instead for a snatched conversation with the President in the New York kitchen.
Unrequited love can lead to serious depression so is it any wonder our PM is believed to be taking antidepressants? Keep taking the pills Gordon, I don't think Barack wants to be friends.
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According to Wardog, you can email questions direct to Jim Murphy at the Scotsman and some will be chosen for answers. No doubt chosen by Maddox and all rewritten in the form "SNP Accused". Answers probably written by Maddox as well, in the form "SNP Admit Failures and Shortcomings" etc etc.
enquiries@scotsman.com
Come on everybody let him know how much we love him.
My question was;
Can you fix it for me, Mr Murphy, that we get a referendum on independence, that you resign, Scotland becomes independent and, well loads of other stuff equally outwith your remit.
Come to think of it Mr Murphy, what is the remit of the Viceroy of Scotland these days, apart from getting his photograph in the newspapers at every opportunity, being the gansta enforcer for the Mad Broon and apologist for post colonial oppression and exploitation of the Scottish people?
Lots of best wishes
Bugger Lugs
Ah BuggerLugs, Wardog wrote about this last night. My question on his blog was:
Can Jim fix it for me to master fraudulent postal voting for the next Glasgow by-election. I need the practice before the next Holyrood elections.
To be heard drifting through the long lonely corridors at the forthcoming Labour Party Conference, a deep, dour depressed Scots voice mumbling away -
"Nobody loves me, everybody hates me
Think I'll go and eat worms
Long thin skinny ones, short fat juicy ones
See how they wriggle and squirm
..."
As long as it's not "I'm no' awa' tae bide awa'" JRB.
"I'm no' awa' tae bide awa'"
That, I'm afraid, is Blair's song.
Damn! How could I forget that Jim? Pass me the memory pills ...
I'm sure that Gordon's recently won pendant will start dispensing the medication soon and the depression will lift
Dram, I've just watch a snip of his speech about climate change on Sky. If that performance is anything to go by it's going to be a long time before the medication kicks in.
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