Practitioner of the Dark Arts, Peter Mandelson is once again invited into the limelight to save the political class of Britain in what on the surface appears to be a search for truth and justice. From the sidelines in the press scrum, the theme of Tory vendetta will play out for some time because that’s what sells the newspapers they can hardly give away anymore. It’s true, even London’s Evening Standard is now a free Ad rag.
In another era, “Mandy” would be sliced to ribbons, his lust for rosy-cheeked Brazilian dudes fuelling the assualt, lucky for him it’s the “Do as thou Wilt” Epoch. Mandelson’s more than a survivor, his Tory nickname is “Turk”, because he’s good with the blade! The rumours of his heartless nature are completely unfounded, that Gordon Brown is left with one functioning eye is ample proof of Pete’s humility and peaceful intentions.
Treading the thin ice of politics isn’t for everyone so when Peter found his vocation, he damned the torpedoes and went full steam ahead, Russian oligarchs, the dictators and Generalissimos, power brokers of the planet, he knows them all, biblically too. People are born to the purple or a lighter shade of gray but Mandy’s hue is yet to be colour-coded. Should anyone believe some pidly little Inquiry will sink him, do think again.
In parliamentary slugspeak, Mr. Cameron is merely suggesting that he come forward and be found innocent. It’s the pageantry and perception that counts, laws and rules are for the little people. Besides, the architect of Labour’s conversion to the Red Tories (New Labour) and their resounding victories could never, ever be felled by a prancing creampuff like Cameron or his cronies, a sharp wooden stake would be more useful.
British politicians owe a lot to His Lordship, smoothing the path for wannabees to form a republican dreamscape on the rubble of over-legislation would not be possible if the solid foundation hadn’t been laid for them. Even your humble scribbler benefited from Mandy’s proximity, a permanent police guard in front of his house on Pembridge Road saved a small fortune in security alarm costs for all the neighbours. Ahhh bless him…
Soap opera addicts will thoroughly enjoy whatever antics this ‘show trial’ uncovers and the water cooler brigade should be well stocked on gossip for months to come. Tories are looking stressed though, nauseated but it’s not weight of responsibility troubling them, wearing a garlic necklace under those pin-striped suits is a damned nuissance!