Summary
WHILE wrong on so many things, the Tory leader Michael Howard is right in his desire to scrap the Human Rights Act. As a result of this namby-pamby legislation, the great British public is barred from such traditional pursuits as hunting chimney sweeps and hanging light entertainers. Only one thing, for now, is keeping the mob's blood-lust in check: PMT, or prime minister's torture time.
Under the rules of this sport, the prime minister is brought bound and gagged, Hannibal Lecter-style, to a television studio where "real people" have gathered. The lights are dimmed and the audience starts to fire its questions. In recent PMTs these have included: would you wipe someone's bottom for [pounds]5 an hour? Why did I have to pull out seven of my own teeth with pliers? And, can you explain how my family has had 10 bikes stolen in two years?See the full content of this document
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I'm a Prime Minister, Get Me in There
Instead of answering: "I dunno, I'm just here to get reelected, " the PM has to make an elaborate show of caring.
Lord does Mr Blair seem to care. He knits his brows. He gushes and grins. He emotes al...See the full content of this document
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