A woman is celebrating today with the news she gets to keep her well paid job of moving money out of the pockets of poor people into the pockets of rich ones.
“I’m giddy,” power crazed, person hating f-wit Ms May told us, shortly after the result of a vote over her fate was announced, “I can continue to offer strong and stable degradation of everything that makes the U.K. worthwhile, while my husband conveniently works in a field where political drama and exchange rate fluctuations coincide to produce a golden goose. This is not a conflict of interest,
“This has nothing to do with Brexit, or my role in managing the process with the same xenophobia and small minded control freakery that stamped my mark on the Home Office,
”Keeping my job is also convenient, given some think, but I couldn’t possibly comment, that I like to shred evidence of wrong doing and foreign collision and corruption in our politics. That’s nothing to do with Brexit either.”
But how did she manage to win a vote of confidence, allowing her to keep her job, when many thought she might lose it?
”Look, my colleagues are impressively thick and self interested, but they’re not so thick they want to kick me out of my post when I’m still prepared to take the fall for the massive fraud they’re running on the great British public. Oh, and I returned the whip to a sex pest and promised everyone who voted for me a peerage.”