From “The Tragedy of David Blunkett” in today’s Economist:

“the British have lost their primness about sex, but they still hate a queue-jumper”

Whatever you think of his policies, you have to feel something for the poor man. If you were choosing how your career was to end would you prefer it being:

  • supported to death by Tony Blair?
  • bitch-slapped to death by John Prescott?
  • leaked to death by your former mistress?
  • admired to death by Stephen Pollard?

Makes our being humanely put down by the Medical Research Council seem like a treat.