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| Peter Mandelson, Prince of Darkness (left) and former Prime Minister and War Criminal Tony Blair (right). |
How Blair and Mandelson Hijacked the Labour Party.
byHARRY BLACKWOOD
I'm a man
with a very good constitution, so there's not very much that makes me feel
nauseous. But if I cast my mind back to the victory celebrations following
Labour's 1997 election success, I'm guaranteed to come over all bilious.
The sight
of Podgy Prescott dancing with his tarty wife was nauseating enough and the
sight of Mandy, Prince of Darkness singing along to "Things Can Only Get
Better" had me reaching for the sick bucket. But what really did it for me
was all of those 'genuine, ordinary hardworking' Labour supporters worshipping
at the feet of Blair like he was some sort of Messiah. Oh yeah Messiah, at
criminal, murderer and money grabbing con man.
It still
boils my piss to this day thinking back how smarmy Blair arrived in the former
mining village of Trimdon (just a few miles from my front door) and started
glad handing local party members as he laid on his best acting to ingratiate
his way into getting one of the safest Labour seats in the country.
It was
truly sickening to hear local party chairman John Burton regaling people with
the story about how Blair had turned up at his house one night and there was
European football on the television "Tony sat and watched the match with a
can of beer and we didn't talk politics" or some such bollocks was what
Burton used to tell people ad nauseum. What Burton failed to realise was that
Blair would have drunk horse piss filtered through a shitty sock and watched
reruns of Crossroads if it meant he'd secure the nomination.
