order! order!
Even though she has oft stated her intention of becoming a labour MP, I don’t particularly like the Speaker’s wife, Sally Bercow. In being photographed semi-naked, with the Houses of Parliament in the background, and by bragging about their increased libidos and collective sex-appeal, she has undeniably belittled her husband and undermined the dignity of his office. Does she think her actions endear her to us all? I think not. A somewhat surprisingly embarrassed Mrs. Bercow claimed she had been ‘done up like a kipper’. Really. You strip for a newspaper exclusive and the darned newspaper goes and prints it. No sh*t, Sherlock!
But, so what? Whilst the rules and laws of this land are lengthy and onerous, she actually didn’t break any of them. Yes, she’s a self-centred, self-obsessed attention-seeker that really should not be taken seriously by anyone but a little perspective is needed here. It’s his problem, not ours. If you really want to identify someone who truly damaged the supposed dignity of that office then look no further than the last Speaker, Michael Martin, aka Baron Martin of Springburn to give him his full title. The former Labour MP held on to the office by his finger-tips during the MPs’ expense debacle and actively sought to put every barrier in the way of a full and frank open enquiry. His own use of expenses for personal travel, business, decoration and refurbishment, and chauffeur use remains highly dubious and certainly constitutes the immoral if not the downright illegal. Good riddance to bad rubbish.
Now, back to Sally. Put them away dear, get dressed and step away from the camera. You’ll be doing yourself a great favour not to mention the rest of us.
