Posted on 03/25/2009 12:08:12 PM PDT by CitizenM
A member of the European Parliament chided British Prime Minister Gordron Brown Tuesday, labeling him "The devalued Prime Minister of a devalued government."
Daniel Hannan, who represents South East England for the Conservative Party, posted a video to YouTube showing his impassioned speech that outlines his thoughts on Brown's handling of the country's economic recession.
"I see you've already mastered the essential craft of the European politician," Hannan told the prime minister. "Namely, the ability to say one thing in this chamber and a very different thing to your home electorate."
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Yeah, I couldn’t believe it either. The messiah needs one. Must be sorcery.
This guy is on Cavuto now!
Agreed! However, I have also heard some very uncivilized political discourse in Parlimentary proceedings. They are far more roudy than we are when they get going! But they do say what is on their minds, instead of being cowards. The Brits are quite interesting. At least I think so.
He’s good. He’s got some really good insight.
Darn, can’t watch. Hope someone gets a video of it.
I just watched Daniel Hannan’s interview on Cavuto.
He supported Obama in the election and still admires him.
I hope he get a clue.
He was just on Cavuto. He says he would be a Ron Paul supporter if he lived here.
I still like a lot of what he says. At this point in time, we would be better off with Ron Paul than we are with flap ears.
You can also see it on Mr Hannan's blog.
How come these UK politicians are so much better at expressing themselves?
‘Tis not the balm, the sceptre, and the ball,
The sword, the mace, the crown imperial,
The enter-tissu’d robe of gold and pearl,
The farsed title running ‘fore the king,
The throne he sits on, nor the tide of pomp
That beats upon the high shore of this world,
No, not all these, thrice-gorgeous ceremony,
Not all these, laid in bed majestical,
Can sleep so soundly as the wretched slave;
Who, with a body fili’d, and vacant mind,
Gets him to rest, cramm’d with distressful bread,
Never sees horrid night, the child of hell:
But, like a lacquey, from the rise to set,
Sweats in the eye of Phoebus, and all night
Sleeps in Elysium; next day, after dawn,
Doth rise, and help Hyperion to his horse;
And follows so the ever-running year
With profitable labour, to his grave:
And, but for ceremony, such a wretch,
Winding up days with toil, and nights with sleep,
Has the forehand and vantage of a king.
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