Satire dead? Hardly

Tom Lehrer famously said that satire was dead when he heard that Henry Kissinger had been awarded the Nobel Peace Prize. Little did he know what was to come......

For instance:-

Millionaire “We are all in this together” Osborne...... 

David ‘Greenest Government Ever’ Cameron......

Frances ‘rent robber’ Maude attacking public workers for ‘lack of probity.’.....

David Megabucks Blunkett pontificating about the poor.......

A Cabinet made up of millionaires putting the boot into the poor and disabled while doing nothing about the bankers and speculators who brought about the crisis yet continuing to chant their mantra about ‘responsible capitalism’ while knowing it is up to government to rein the bankers in but doing nothing because these venal people are their friends and supporters........

And not forgetting,  Tony ‘Middle East Peace Envoy’ Blair..............!!!!!!!

Coming up on the rails in the Humbuggery Derby is this little gem from the Argyll and Shite  [this is not meant to insult the people of Bute - it reflects the quality of the council] website.

“Argyll and Bute Council’s Road’s and Amenities team, in partnership with Breedon Aggregates Scotland Limited, have been short listed in the finals of the COSLA Excellence Awards under the Achieving Better Outcomes category.” Published Date:  26 Jan 2012 

The beauty and wonder of a blog is that once the ‘publish blog’ button is pushed it disappears into the ether, to be picked up by chance or choice by whosoever happens upon it. There will be many unaware why the above claim provokes howls of derision among those who know. Consider two recent photographs (above) of a minor road in Argyll. There are many, many more examples.                                                                                                                         

Sherlock Holmes would have known through the seat of his pants his exact whereabouts in Argyll. The pattern of potholes, degraded surfaces and puddles form a unique pattern. Travellers heading across Scotland are aware the instant they enter Argyll. A previously smooth surface deteriorates in an instant to a patchwork quilt of repairs, holes and bumps. 

And they are on the shortlist for an award?