Sir Michael Fallon has gone, because of his past indiscretions. And on to the good news - now that his useless fat ass is no longer on the Front Bench, there's a lot more room for all the other losers' fat asses. If they didn't spend all their parliamentary time boozing and groping the Good Ship UK wouldn't be at the point of sinking without trace. http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-politics-41838682
I couldn't help laughing at the most recent one - unless there's been an even more recent one while I was asleep last night? lol - viz. Clive Lewis' extraordinarily long rebuttal: Here goes . . . take a deep breath . . . "I don't as a rule at packed Labour party conferences grope people's bottoms when I greet them," he said. "It's just not how I roll, it's not what I do. "Is the person mistaken? Have I given them a hug and this has been misinterpreted? I don't know. "All I know is that I would not deliberately do that, do what's alleged. I completely deny that." In the immortal words of a certain Mandy Rice Davies - 'Well he would say that, wouldn't he?' But hey, with the Shakespearean 'Methinks he doth protest too much,' in mind, it sure makes a change from the usual brusque '**** off and leave me alone' phrase uttered by those caught in flagrante delicto, which is routinely 'I've done nothing wrong!', followed by a prime ministerial statement of how much 'confidence' they have in the errant minister, only to sack him the next day. Honestly I just can't believe all this ****. ISIS - come and get us! You'll never have a better opportunity! http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-politics-41867416
