Fear and Filth at Brown’s Number 10

From Standpoint
New Labour’s 12th anniversary in power was marked on 2 May 2009. Steep has been the decline of the high hopes that greeted its victory. A movement that was committed to the democratic modernisation of Britain has imposed a Prime Minister who has not won a mandate at a general election nor secured for himself the smaller but still significant legitimacy that comes from fighting a contested leadership election within his own party. The supposed economic miracle Gordon Brown thought would allow the newly rich to provide the tax revenues for public works and wealth redistribution has crashed into a thousand pieces. Most sinisterly, what we once called “spin”, and a more plain-speaking age would have called “propaganda”, has degenerated from the manipulation of the press that all governments practise into character assassination and career destruction.

Keep the crisis of legitimacy and the inability to manage the country’s finances in mind when you think about what I suppose I can get away with calling the Downing Street filth machine. The political and the economic failures are bound up with the scandalous lies Brown’s trusted hitman Damian McBride concocted at the taxpayers’ expense.

The Prime Minister and his acolytes are often criticised by women politicians and journalists for their laddishness. Their smears show that the feminists were too kind – far too kind. The Prime Minister’s world is more than macho: it is obscene – a place so lost in pornographic fantasy that it can invent libels about the mental state of the wife of a political opponent, while never wondering what its obsessive interests say about its own neuroses.

To put it as politely as I can, dildos loom large in the Brownite imagination.

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10 thoughts on “Fear and Filth at Brown’s Number 10

  1. An excellent article, although it took me a while to recover after reading

    “dildos loom large in the Brownite imagination”.

    Bet you couldn’t write that in the Staggers.

  2. This seems to have gone viral, so congratulations. As soon as I read it, I recommended it to a friend of mine who has no love for Brown – only to find he had already read it; and the comments section in the original site is unbelievably long and appreciative. As for me, it reminded me of one of Kipling’s many appropriate verses:

    Three things make earth unquiet
    And four she cannot brook
    The godly Agur counted them
    And put them in a book —
    Those Four Tremendous Curses
    With which mankind is cursed;
    But a Servant when He Reigneth
    Old Agur entered first.

    An Handmaid that is Mistress
    We need not call upon.
    A Fool when he is full of Meat
    Will fall asleep anon.
    An Odious Woman Married
    May bear a babe and mend;
    But a Servant when He Reigneth
    Is Confusion to the end.

    His feet are swift to tumult,
    His hands are slow to toil,
    His ears are deaf to reason,
    His lips are loud in broil.
    He knows no use for power
    Except to show his might.
    He gives no heed to judgment
    Unless it prove him right.

    Because he served a master
    Before his Kingship came,
    And hid in all disaster
    Behind his master’s name,
    So, when his folly opens
    The unnecessary hells,
    A servant when he reigneth
    Throws the blame on someone else.

    His vows are lightly spoken,
    His faith is hard to bind,
    His trust is easy broken,
    He fears his fellow-kind.
    The nearest mob will move him
    To break the pledge he gave —
    Oh, a Servant when he Reigneth
    Is more than ever slave!

  3. Nobody does it better. Definitely a great piece.

    PS – Of the pair left in the Prime Minister’s circle, I wonder if the surrounding civil servants will now refer to their Minister Balls as Sinister Balls? Hahaha.

  4. If, as I suspect, a new bill going through parliament at the moment ‘Exercise of Reasonable Discretion’ comes into force, then Gordon Brown, his fellow MP’s and of course, all civil servants will have a legal ‘get out of jail free’ card. All they have to do, after their “laddish” behaviour, or any other misdemeanor, is claim that they exercise reasonable discretion and there is nothing that can be done.

    So, whilst we have had to endure 3607 new laws designed to keep us in check, public servants and MP’s will be able to do virtually whatever they want, without fear of prosecution or legal redress. It is an outrage and I believe if more people knew about this bill, they would also be angry. So much for public servants and their masters being accountable to the people of this country. I have posted on this subject:
    http://www.power-to-the-people.co.uk/2009/04/mps-seek-immunity-prosecution/

  5. Being careless to the dangers of not complying with certain ways of behaviour in your place of work, isn’t a sensible thing to do. The sacked aren’t the only ones who know this.
    But Gordon Brown’s dislike of the House of Commons and its patterns and expectations led him to an unbelievably stupid outburst this week, when asked about bullying in the workplace, during Prime Ministers questions. ‘ All complaints will be dealt with in the usual way’, he snarled back. But what a chance to distance yourself from something, only instead to run smack into it, and thereby confirming the rumours as given. Rather than seeing the Prime Minister after his injection on YouTube, I’m sure many would much prefer seeing the camera footage from one of these hurled mobile phones going towards a cowering civil servant. He brings to my mind something I read in Christopher Hitchens’ The Trial of Henry Kissinger. There is a description recounted by Joseph Laitin of someone’s behaviour, here it is: ‘ I’d reached the basement, near the Situation Room. And just as I was about to ascend the stairway, a guy came running down the stairs two steps at a time. He had a frantic look on his face, wild eyed, like a madman. And he bowled me over, so I kind of lost my balance. And before I could pick myself up, six athletic-looking young men leapt over me, pursuing him. I suddenly realized that they were Secret Service agents, that I’d been knocked over by the President of the United States’.
    Surely that could be Gordon Brown too!

    PS. Does anyone else think Hazel Blears’s own attack on Brown – YouTube if you want to – has an echo of Margaret Thatcher crying out: ‘YouTurn if you want to’, about it? Getting him on his recent U-turns as well as his film work.

  6. I’m quite near to having this superb essay off by heart. Its pages could be nailed to the door of
    10 Downing St…where for a number of people that place is more like 101 Downing St.

  7. If I once again put on my hat and rain coat and look at this piece, I’d have to say there strikes me as having something familiar in it, of which I once had a small part to play in.

    Here are the facts:
    A London operation, within the range of famous tolling bell sounds.
    A Firm with a friendly face for the public only.
    Its leader, dark haired and said to be psychologically flawed, given to great fits of bad temper, and worse.
    A known determination of his to rule out any competion on the manor. Whoever it comes from.
    Ruthless characters instilling menace are about him, working for him, carrying out orders.

    This charge sheet takes me back a bit, but I can’t forget something like that, you never do. The work of the author is fine journalism to be sure, there’s no ifs or buts. It is made clear for you.
    People, here, now, what I say to you is this – you’ve got one of the Krays in charge. Gordon Kray.

    (A low whistle all but disappears along with quietening foosteps by the increasing distance and the thickening fog; the light from a nearby post flickers and then the sound of a shot rings loud in the sleepy night).

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