Friday, 26 March 2010

The right calibre?

Douglas Hogg is a toff who owns a country estate in Lincolnshire and enjoys the title of "The Viscout Hailsham." As well as being born with a silver spoon in his mouth and educated at Eton, he has been a Tory MP whose two major claims to fame since 1979 have been claiming British Beef was safe at the height of the BSE crisis and claiming expenses to clean his moat. As such, he is a useless parasite on several levels.

Today, he has told BBC News of his "distress" over the expenses scandal. Diddums. He also decided that digging as big a hole for himself as possible is the best policy when you're the symbol of the lavish excess and greed exposed by the expenses scandal;
He refused to accept he had done anything wrong and explained that his expenses claims did not cover the full costs of his Lincolnshire mansion which included the wages of a full-time housekeeper.

"The cost of running my Lincolnshire property greatly exceeds my then allowances," he said.

"We mostly were in London during the week and I didn't like to leave a wholly empty house so we did have a housekeeper and I agreed a proportion of her salary - actually 65%."

He explained that as his costs were so high he had asked the fees office to give him the maximum annual allowance for maintaining a second home to be paid monthly in 12 equal amounts.

Mr Hogg went on to say an MP's annual salary of £65,000 was far too low.

He said he wanted it increased by about 50% to attract people of the right calibre into politics. He suggested that MPs should not be worse off than GPs, dentists or low-level judges.

He said: "I am not for a moment suggesting that you should be paying truly fancy salaries, but I am saying that you shouldn't set yourself at a level which positively deters the professional business classes and currently it does."
If I tried to explain the ire I feel when this worthless sponge of a man associates "the right calibre" with "the professional business classes," it would turn into a structureless, expletive-laden rant.

It probably wouldn't even begin to explore the level of snobbery in the implicit notion that the working class aren't of "the right calibre" to sit in a stuffy room all day and haw-haw at each other. It certainly wouldn't capture the irony of the fact that, when the House of Commons is largely devoid of "commoners" anyway, Hogg thinks there need to be even less of those dratted common-folk in the chamber.

As such, I think I'm going to limit my comment on the matter to calling Douglas Hogg a prick.