This morning I was going through my e-mails after getting back from Oz and I saw the dopiest invitation.
It was from the editor of a magazine called The Informed Executive.
It read – boringly and complete with mandatory jargon and the redundant quotation marks usually found on greengrocers’ windows in Penge:
It may interest you that the business services edition opens with an interview with the DBERR Secretary of State, John Hutton, MP. That piece concludes with the ‘message’ that UK businesses need to be pro-active in doing business with Europe. If you are keen to raise your profile as a European player, this would be a good opportunity to do so.
God, what a breakthrough. Do they think we should be inactive?
More to the point, what can Mr. Hutton teach anyone in business?
His entire employment history before becoming a professional bullshitter under the Bliar reads:
Research Associate Templeton College. 1980-81
Senior Lecturer in Law at Newcastle Polytechnic 1981 – 92
Now, joking apart, what the hell could you learn from a man who has NEVER IN HIS LIFE WORKED IN A BUSINESS THAT HAD TO MAKE MONEY?
Very droll.
Maybe the mag should be called The Misinformed Executive. On second thoughts, though, maybe I’m being unfair. It does pay to know your enemy. Or perhaps this is some kind of post-ironic jape.
Sounds ripe for the publishing industry!
Ah yes, Hutton of the Hutton Report into the alleged suicide of the scientist Dr Kelly. Well, he can claim to have done something to encourage enterprise and generate money as Cherie and Alastair Campbell’s autographed copy of the Hutton Report fetched £400. How sick can this lot get?
Is that the same Hutton? The Hutton report was written by a wriggling lawyer, wasn’t it?
There is also the Bliarite buffoon Hutton who fantasised a few years ago in a book called “The State We’re In”.
This semenal, sorry, seminal load of old cobblers explained why everything had gone wrong, but a good dose of New Labour would put it right.
To which the only comment has to be, “Not half as bad as the one three-faced Tony will land us in, sweetie.”
Drayton, I fear that I’m mistaken about Hutton. It was of course, Lord Hutton, who ran the enquiry and it only goes to prove you right in your assumption that the incompetent MP, Hutton, could neither sell a straw to a drowning man nor run a booze up in a brewery.
The job spec for a politician requires no qualifications whatsoever other than £1000 and a sufficiently long snout for the trough.