Charlie is a darling
The Lib Dems unofficial slogan appears to have changed from 'he may be a ginger, but give him a go' to 'he's drunk and a ginger and he's got to go!'.
Looking at the news, you'd be forgiven for thinking that witch-hunting and persecution were all the fashion (when in fact the last official 'wychfinder' - Sir Lemuel Lagume, chief wychfinder, hag-hunter and sheep tormentor of East Anglia - died in 1764) and that the puritans were not all kicked out of Parliament during the Reformation.
Who the bloody hell cares if the leader of the third party had a 'drinking problem'? More importantly, what the hell is a 'problem' in this context anyway. Personally, I think a drinking problem is when I run out of ice, or worse…booze! Unless the guy spent every parliamentary day passed out in soiled-suited stupor spread-eagled on the floor of the debating chamber of the House of Commons…who cares?
If I was leader of the Lib Dems, I'd drink. Labour led the UK to war because of WMD that turned out to be, at best, actually made from balloons twisted together to form images of ICBMs and the tories are so evil that they actually explode on contact with holy water and both parties still outdid the Libs at the last election.
So who cares if he takes a drink? Churchill used to drink like a fish and smoke like a fiend, but he still saved the free world. Surely it's better to be a good man who likes a drink than a psychopath who's stone cold sober.
For instance, the other evening when friends came round, I did half a bottle of Glenfiddech, and while I was hardly up to debating the ins and out of monetary policy, crucially I did not think 'let's invade somewhere'.
In addition, he's Scots. A bottle in the hand is practically part of the national costume.
Who cares what people do out of hours. I bet in an average workspace there are people with all sorts of interesting, off-hours, interests. Or even on-hours. If somebody came to work wearing a suit made from severed donkey ears sewn together and with a small candelabra shoved up their bum but wore a shirt and trousers over the top - who'd notice?
Of course the best thing about the story is that you get the media talking about drink as if people who do get pissed are incapable of doing a job. That one buried the hypocrisy needle.
Bad luck making the announcement the same day as the story about cirrhosis of the liver being a problem nationally though. Still, who wants a vice-free leader to represent them? Wouldn't it be better to have somebody who knows about weakness and fallibility? So he's got issues with booze? It's not as if he smokes, because if he did, he'd probably just be shot on sight.
Looking at the news, you'd be forgiven for thinking that witch-hunting and persecution were all the fashion (when in fact the last official 'wychfinder' - Sir Lemuel Lagume, chief wychfinder, hag-hunter and sheep tormentor of East Anglia - died in 1764) and that the puritans were not all kicked out of Parliament during the Reformation.
Who the bloody hell cares if the leader of the third party had a 'drinking problem'? More importantly, what the hell is a 'problem' in this context anyway. Personally, I think a drinking problem is when I run out of ice, or worse…booze! Unless the guy spent every parliamentary day passed out in soiled-suited stupor spread-eagled on the floor of the debating chamber of the House of Commons…who cares?
If I was leader of the Lib Dems, I'd drink. Labour led the UK to war because of WMD that turned out to be, at best, actually made from balloons twisted together to form images of ICBMs and the tories are so evil that they actually explode on contact with holy water and both parties still outdid the Libs at the last election.
So who cares if he takes a drink? Churchill used to drink like a fish and smoke like a fiend, but he still saved the free world. Surely it's better to be a good man who likes a drink than a psychopath who's stone cold sober.
For instance, the other evening when friends came round, I did half a bottle of Glenfiddech, and while I was hardly up to debating the ins and out of monetary policy, crucially I did not think 'let's invade somewhere'.
In addition, he's Scots. A bottle in the hand is practically part of the national costume.
Who cares what people do out of hours. I bet in an average workspace there are people with all sorts of interesting, off-hours, interests. Or even on-hours. If somebody came to work wearing a suit made from severed donkey ears sewn together and with a small candelabra shoved up their bum but wore a shirt and trousers over the top - who'd notice?
Of course the best thing about the story is that you get the media talking about drink as if people who do get pissed are incapable of doing a job. That one buried the hypocrisy needle.
Bad luck making the announcement the same day as the story about cirrhosis of the liver being a problem nationally though. Still, who wants a vice-free leader to represent them? Wouldn't it be better to have somebody who knows about weakness and fallibility? So he's got issues with booze? It's not as if he smokes, because if he did, he'd probably just be shot on sight.
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I think a drunk man is less of a threat than a woman with PMS. I'd blowup a small (or large?) country if someone crossed me at the wrong time of the month.
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