Friday, 5 June 2009

TWENTY SEVEN POINT SIX PER CENT

by johnofgwent

My God. If what I have witnessed tonight is the precursor to what I think it may be then BNP candidates the length and breadth of the country had best be going out and buying themselves new suits and travel luggage. For they will have planes to catch on Monday. To Brussels. ALL of them.

It is a little after one o clock on Friday the 5th of June. Tomorrow is the anniversary of the D-Day landings and for certain politicians I am sure it, and the day that follow, will be the longest of their miserable lives.

For would you care to take a guess what percentage of the british electorate registered to vote in the borough of Torfaen actually got off their arse and did so ?

The clue is in the title of this post. TWENTY SEVEN point SIX per cent. A litle more than one in four.

Congratulations, "Diddy" David Cameron, Nick "(who?)" Clegg and most of all Gordon "Dear Prudence" Brown.

You have presided over the worst collapse in electoral and political engagement since the days of the Rotten Boroughs that brought in the 1832 Reform Act.

You should be ashamed to call yourself men of the people.