The news in brief
election night special:
This is it. Some of the less apathetic members of the Great
British Public have dragged their arses to the polling booths (and presuming
they didn’t take their own pen) marked an X in a box with a pencil and decided
which of the two main parties will get first stab at putting together a
coalition government, otherwise we’re going to have to do it all again in July…
We’ve had accusation of bully-boy tactics at the booths
Conspiracy theories about why we have to use a pencil
Smear campaigns
Old school pictures
Bacon Sandwiches
Stone tablets
Hilarious buses
Threats (or is that promises?) of voluntary exile
But if there’s two things you can count on in this General
Election, it’s that the good people of Sunderland can count ballot papers pretty
fucking fast and that David Dimbleby is an unstoppable, stone-cold presenting
machine. When we’re tucked up in our beds in the wee small hours of the
morning, he’ll still be on the BBC, putting down fools with his withering
stare.
It may or may not also be true that if David Dimbleby
punches you in your dreams you will wake up with bruises.
So what ever the outcome, we know that were going to spend
the next five years surrounded by people who didn’t vote, don’t vote, but are
happy to complain about the outcome
See you on the other side
Reading the news so
you don’t have to…
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