Sympathy For The Devil
Wednesday, January 28th, 2009Friends and readers. The secret is out,what secret we hear you shout,the Labour cabal,the one we are told does not exist is alive and well,but coming back in another skin,the little chameleons that they are.
Awarding themselves big grants to keep themselves in well paid jobs with the help of their elected buddies was fine and dandy when they were running the show.
But their wings are spreading as the new neighbourhood partnerships ironically offer new opportunities to try and cement their cushy numbers.
Just by a quick Glance at a map you can easily see that Both Forth and Inverleith partnerships are kissing cousins and share some interests. But wait a minute does not our old mate and regular Sucks reader Councillor Lesley Prada Hinds reside there,waiting like a tightly sprung coil to pinch a vacant parliamentary seat,something her little heart has desired for a long time,something which she has been sharpening her knives for waiting to thrust them into some unsuspecting souls back to unseat them and become the peoples champ,someone like our old mucker Malcs Chisholm the wandering revolutionary,who nobody has seen for a while,maybe Ms. Prada Hinds has poisoned his herbal tea or slipped some LSD into his Big Mac,and he is now on a cloud somewhere chewing the fat with Comrade Stalin or Frau Thatcher.
No matter our Lesley has her eyes on the prize either here or in the East it makes no odds to her,but in the meantime she can cause as much mischief as possible by helping her party buddies and hangers on in sunny Inverleith including those that have crawled out from under a stone in Forth to buddy up with our catwalk queen.
We will monitor this situation and of course our pal Lesleys progress in her Indiana Jones type quest for a parliamentary seat.
In fact we could make it the next Indie Film and title it Indiana Hinds-The Parliamentary Quest.