Politics  2003


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Liar Mandelson to help to end the culture of lying at
the rotten heart of the Blair's Government

"Mandy is lucky he didn’t have to spend a year as prison bitch to a hairy-arsed lifer which would have been no substitute for the tender caresses of the fragrant Reinaldo." Blair’s Jewish spin doctor, Peter Aloysius Mandelson "is a poisonous creep".

THE SUN, London, Sep 2, 2003, page 11

The truth, the whole truth and nothing like the truth

By Richard Littlejohn (richard.littlejohn@the-sun.co.uk)

MANDY to help Blair ditch spin, read the headline in yesterday’s Sun.

When I stopped laughing, I checked the date. It was September 1, not April 1.

Peter Mandelson, Blair's Jewish spin doctor, a proven liar, to help Blair ditch spin. "Voters think he is a poisonous creep. And they're dead right."

The idea that Peter Aloysius Mandelson has been brought in to end the culture of lying, bullying and deceit at the rotten heart of this Government is as preposterous as it is hilarious.

Mandy’s job, we are told, will be to restore the public’s trust in the Prime Minister.

Stop it, stop it.

They’ve got to be taking the mickey. Either that or it really is time for Blair to move into a padded suite at the puzzle factory.

Anyone who seriously believes Mandelson is the man to shake off this administration’s well deserved reputation for spin, smears and sleaze should be sectioned.

Can there be a more discredited politician in Britain?

Mandy is a proven liar, twice forced to resign from the Cabinet in disgrace. He lied to his building society to obtain a mortgage on a house he couldn’t have afforded without a huge bung from his Labour crony Geoffrey Robinson, at the time under investigation by Mandelson’s own Trade and Industry department.

Anyone else would have expected to have his collar felt by the Fraud Squad.

Mandy is lucky he didn’t have to spend a year as prison bitch to a hairy-arsed lifer from Bermondsey, which would have been no substitute for the tender caresses of the fragrant Reinaldo.

Even then, after an indecently short interval, he was recalled to the Cabinet only to be shown the exit again when it was discovered he was up to his reptilian neck in the cash-for-passports scandal.

Now he is expected to bounce back again to set up a new, wait for it, Ministry of Truth. You couldn’t make it up.

Mandelson’s relationship with the truth is like George Best's relationship with sobriety. It never lasts.

Blair not only has to convince the electorate that he really is a pretty straight kinda guy, despite overwhelming evidence to the contrary. He has to get the political hacks back on board.

Alastair Campbell bullied, threatened, cajoled and occasionally flattered.

On some it worked, on some it didn’t.

But even most of those who refused to be bullied retained a shred of admiration for Alastair.

Not so with Mandelson. He is universally. despised. At least Alastair would punch you in the face. Mandy prefers the stab in the back, the late-night phone call to editors, the backstairs hissy fit, the implication that he is on intimate terms with your proprietor.

Most of it is bluster. No one takes Mandelson seriously, except the BBC which fawns all over him.

He is hated by Labour MPs and journalists alike. Voters think he is a poisonous creep. And they're dead right.

So the chances of him helping to restore trust in Blair are less than zero.

It’s mission impossible, anyway. New Labour - Blair, Campbell, Mandelson, primarily - have so debased the currency that no one believes a word any of them say any more.

They have dragged the whole game into the sewer. It’s going to take more than Mandy’s Ministry of Truth to bring them up smelling of red roses.


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