Jack Straw’s strongest suit
The more I read about the MPs expenses thing, the more I find myself taking a deep breath and counting to ten. Such simple mathematical exercises should be suggested to the Minister of Justice…
Jack Straw claimed for council tax he had never paid, luckily discovering his mistake and repaying the £1,500 only after the High Court ruled that all expenses claims had to be published. He accompanied a cheque for repayment with an oh-silly-me note pleading: “Accountancy does not appear to be my strongest suit.” Thank goodness that the justice secretary is not in charge of a large government department responsible for many billions of the public’s money. When he was angling to become chancellor, Mr Straw was keen for everyone to know that he was such a wizard at maths that he was a fellow of the Royal Society of Statisticians. At the very least they should strike him off.
Ah yes, the ‘ee, am a bit thick me‘ strategy. When all else is gone, whore your dignity as well. And this guy is touted by some as the saviour of the Labour Party. What exactly is Straw’s strongest suit anyway, other than being unable to find an arse he couldn’t kiss?
Posted on May 11th, 2009 at 11:49am under New Labour
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I never see Jack Straw talked up as the next leader of the Labour Party. But isn’t he the ultimate eminence grise? There’s a Teflon quality to his manoeuvring that is quite unnerving.
I wouldn’t be at all surprised if he offered his services as the unity candidate after the election wipeout – kind of like a Labour version of Michael Howard, if that doesn’t strain the boundaries of the English language too far.
FFS! Even thickest of the thick can work out that you only have to pay the figure at the bottom of the bill.
If he’s that thick… oh words fucking fail me.
I bet none of these people ever accidentally overpay their council tax. On the rare occasions they pay it at all.
Bastards one and all. With Straw being one of the biggest bastards around.
Oh my good lord, that is so bad it’s actually drawn blood.
Fuck me…
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