
A “Whoops-duckie-aren’t-I-important- shovel-the-makeup-on-dear cunting please for TV and radio’s favourite Old Mother Shipton of doom, Martin Lewis.
We all know life is tough and getting tougher, but do we really need his outpourings of sweaty doom-mongering every day:
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I am sure the media are combining to frighten people into THINKING bills will be much higher than they turn out to be, by picking a figure out of the air, just as they did with Covid death figures, to scare people shitless.
Like most people, I am concerned, so much so that I am thinking of making the spouse go out to work (does anyone need a barrage balloon in the South East?), but old poofy Martin huffing and puffing will do nothing good, except boost his own feelings of self-aggrandisement, and omniscience.
Interestingly his anti-government rhetoric seems to have had no effect on Rachel Reeves, Motormouth Rayner, or Dame Kweer – but perhaps he is still lying in High Gaitskill’s coffin.
Nominated by : W.C. Boggs