I was listening to George Osborne, the chancellor of the exchequer being interviewed on the radio yesterday morning, and, not for the first time I thought the BBC’s microphones must have been on the fritz. There always seems to be a roared stream of obscenities drowning out the self serving platitudes spewing from his mouth.
Then I realised. Whenever I heard that malodorous, pompous, rich slime ball talking about austerity I can’t help it. I find myself shouting like some sort of nutter.
I can’t believe that we have to listen to this privileged millionaire who has always happily protected his rich buddies while insisting that welfare and social support gets gutted.
Horrid, evil, slimy git.