Like other observers of the Westminster Circus, The Cat believes today’s cabinet reshuffle represents little change in government policy in spite of the rearrangement of faces in the various ministries and departments. One thing is for certain, the reshuffle is a combination of political manoeuvring and blatant arrogance. It’s the government’s great big two fingers up to the people.
A few changes have indeed caught my eye. One move, in particular, was telegraphed to us a couple of weeks ago: David ‘I didn’t do anything wrong’ Laws is back, not as Chief Secretary to the Treasury but as Schools Minister under Michael ‘Pob’ Gove. It’s a perfect match. One is a pathological liar and the other is a pathological liar and a cheat. I’m certain that the privately-educated Laws will fully support Gove’s messianic zeal in smashing the state education system.
Jezza Rhyming-Slang, the government’s equivalent of Catch-22’s Major Major, is now the Health Secretary. Here he is in action.
Wags have already suggested that Jezza may offer Murdoch an NHS franchise. Dr. Eoin Clarke reminds us that Hunt was co-author of a book with Dan Hannan, which advocates, among other things, the abolition of the NHS. Hunt is also involved with Hannan and Carswell’s Direct Democracy think-tank, which was founded in 2010. Here’s what the Lyin’ King said at the time,
Douglas Carswell and I are starting a new campaign: Direct Democracy. Its principles will be familiar to readers of this blog: decentralisation, the direct election of public officials, self-financing councils, devolved welfare, parliamentary control of foreign policy, elected sheriffs, a clean-up of Westminster, lots and lots of referendums – starting with a vote on EU membership.
The last paragraph is the clincher
Direct Democracy is open to anyone who wants to shift power from Brussels to Westminster, from Whitehall to town halls, from state to citizen. Now who will stand on either hand and keep the bridge with me?
My bold. As predictable as clockwork, the auld EU obsession rears its ugly head. You can’t fault the guy’s dedication but blimey, it gets tedious.
The “Direct democracy” that is being talked about here is something along the lines of a Swiss style system that’s laced with night-watchman state. Think of it as a sort of Victorian wonderland for the 21st century that’s run for the benefit of oligarchs and those with inherited wealth.
Anyway, I digress, the reshuffle… yeah, dead interesting. The Hush Puppy-wearing Big Beast of the party has been moved from the Justice Ministry and given nothing. That’s right, he’s now a minister without portfolio. He’s now no more than a long-running soap character who’s marking time without a story-line. Clarke has been replaced by Chris Grayling, a man with no legal experience… like, he’s not a lawyer. I know, I know, surely a legal qualification is an absolute prerequisite for anyone who is supposed to be the minister of state responsible for,er, justice? Not in the mind of Lord Snooty! The previous incumbents were barristers. Grayling is a former media producer. What does that tell you?
Maria ‘Killer’ Miller has been moved to Culture, Media and Sport. It’s likely she’s there because she watches the occasional play, is fond of the History Channel and takes in a bit of polo. Being a mad slasher, The Killer will no doubt whip out her chainsaw and get stuck into the arts as she did with the disabled. She’s also Minister for Women and Equality. Yeah, I’m falling off my seat with laughter as I’m typing this.
Over at Transport, Justine Greening was shunted into the International Development sidings. She can’t make too much noise about a proposed third runway at Heathrow while she’s jet-setting about the globe selling arms to friendly dictators. In her stead comes former miner and scab, Patrick McLoughlin.
Grant Shapps, the notorious sockpuppeteer, spiv and rat-faced bastard, has been elevated to the chairmanship of the Conservative Party displacing Sayeeda Warsi. This should please Moonie (did I tell you Sun Myung Moon is dead by the way?) Nile Gardiner, who, among other things, has called for Lord Snooty to ditch her. Gardiner won’t admit to it, but let’s put it this way: his antipathy towards her had less to do with her incompetence than it did her religion and skin colour.
Predictably enough, there are no changes at the top. Gid stays where he is. The Lib Dem contingent remains pretty much intact. I read a tweet earlier that said, “They’ve replaced shit with shite”. I can’t argue with that.
Finally, have a laugh at Gid being booed at yesterday’s Paralympics.