Buck's two cents worth 3
Well Phil is still indisposed (actually in the toilet, but I’m grabbing my chance while he’s not around)
I don’t usually bother about politicians. I mean for starters this unenlightened land doesn’t even give us goats the vote. Why on earth they choose to discriminate against the caprine population on the most basic of rights, I don’t know. Some might say it’s because most of us can’t read or write, but I could take you to a few suburbs in the scummier parts of the country where a sizeable proportion of the humans can’t read or write either and an even larger number can read and write but with zero comprehension; yet they get the vote! It’s absolutely disgraceful.
It’s little wonder we end up with such lousy politicians when they have been elected by a bunch of half-wits.
Take that David Gannett or whatever his name is. What a bird-brain (no disrespect to our feathered friends intended), but I mean how thick can you be? And as for the hide of his leader. Well, I’d certainly be sending Rodders to the tannery for thinking he could keep it all shtumm.
Every goat knows you can’t keep secrets for long in parliament. Compared to that place the old barnyard is a tightly run ship with no loose lips (or beaks) in sight.
They forget that place is hostile territory. Everyone is out to discredit, embarrass or in some way nobble their opponents. There are more manners and decorum in our daily scramble when the farmer chucks us a bag of his yummy fruit peelings.
Nah, if this country was run by goats it would be much better for it. We know what is important in life, such as food and plenty of nanny.
And when was the last time you came across a goat with a criminal record, eh? And as for passport fraud; well why would we bother?
I’m just thinking on the hoof here, but maybe it’s time for me to get the herd together and start a sufrragoat movement. Votes for goats! We could even form our own party – but that’s something I’ll have to ruminate over until next time.