Obama Generously Gives Away Britain’s Top Secret Information to Russia

What, I ask you, are friends for?

England: Please, don’t thank us. And if you need any more humiliating betrayals, we’re just across the Pond, trying to think up new ways to get everybody in the world to hate our guts.

Speaking of which, here’s the reliably odious Dick Cheney, pouring forth his admiration for that great man, Hosni Mubarak.

Our ruling classes: perpetually reminding me of Chesterton little poem:

The men that worked for England
They have their graves at home:
And birds and bees of England
About the cross can roam.

But they that fought for England,
Following a falling star,
Alas, alas for England
They have their graves afar.

And they that rule in England,
In stately conclave met,
Alas, alas for England
They have no graves as yet.

Cheer up England! We have inherited your mantle as a nation ruled by fools and knaves.

Oh! And don’t forget! The problem is with the people who tell us what our ruling classes are up to, not with our ruling classes.