DOM Silvio is getting hot under his collar. Its not the uveitus you understand which results in him going round in dark glasses like a very inferior mafia henchman, its this bloody thing called democracy. Poor love, you can understand his predicament. He loses an election and nobody will do as he says. The coalition – what won it, chooses the presidents of the commons and the senate, and neither are friends of Mr Toad. Now, to cap it all it seems that the election of a new President of the Republic wont be handed to Steptoe on a plate, and it just may be that the left – ie the winners – choose the new president because they have – wait for it …….. a majority.
This of course is totally unacceptable. Democracy is fine for the little people, but Mr BSD Berlo wants his cake and to stuff it in his capacious gob – so he is crying foul. If he cannot choose the president of the republic he is going to scream and scream until he is sick – which will involve a few mad old biddies in fur coats standing in a piazza professing love for the lacquered old twat – or as he calls it a ‘national protest against the judiciary’.
And of course here is the nubbety nub – the minority that is Berlo and his cronies cannot hope to vote against his arrest when the order comes – and how ignominious is that going to be? Plus there is the law on conflict of interest – which Berlo has said yesterday ‘has nothing to do with me’ – and finally – finally – finally – it seems that the law of 1957 banning people for standing for parliament who have a national concession (ie tv channel) has just been read and understood. People who can read have been saying it for 25 years, but nobody in power took any notice – and now, lo and behold – they’ve dusted it off and are preparing a load of people with designer prams to stand in a piazza and demand stuff.
In the meantime there is no government.
