Mrs Duffy says "I'm not voting for any of them"
Discussion
5unny said:
Jasandjules said:
I don't know how true it is, but I heard on the news that she got over 80k for her exclusive. If that's the case, she's a fine socialist!
I don't think she ever claimed to be a socialist did she?Good luck to her I say.
http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-1270337/Go...
It seems she objected to being referred to as "that woman" by Brown.
To Mrs Duffy, being called a bigot isn't as insulting as being dismissed as a mere annoyance by the PM.
Seems about right to me.
Whether it's been prompted by the Mail or she's thought it up herself, she's hit the nail on the head there.
We are all seen as getting in the way of whatever the 'master plan' might be in their eye(s).
It seems she objected to being referred to as "that woman" by Brown.
To Mrs Duffy, being called a bigot isn't as insulting as being dismissed as a mere annoyance by the PM.
Seems about right to me.
Whether it's been prompted by the Mail or she's thought it up herself, she's hit the nail on the head there.
We are all seen as getting in the way of whatever the 'master plan' might be in their eye(s).
Mail on Sunday said:
"....she told the Prime Minister: ‘I’m sorry for you, Gordon, because you have more to lose than me. I’m very sorry that this has happened but it’s you who’s going to lose out, not me.’
Gillian had taken the newspapers off the sofa and washed the pots in the sink in readiness for the Prime Ministerial visit.
Gillian, who was married for 40 years and has been a widow for four, recalls: ‘Gordon came in and sat on sofa beside me. I couldn’t offer him a cup of tea because I didn’t have any milk did I?
‘I had a bottle of whisky that I’d bought to take with me when I go to visit friends in Canada, but I thought, “I’m not opening that for him!”
As he came in he just said, “I’m very sorry for the comments I made earlier Gillian.” I sort of said, “Yes well I suppose...”
‘He said, “I’m a family man, have you a family?” Well, I’d already told him I had.’
Mr Brown sat on the edge of Gillian’s cream leather couch. Head slightly bowed, hands clasped anxiously at his knees, he smiled very little and often looked down, adopting the pose of a penitent.
‘He kept saying he was sorry and saying that his wife was a nice lady. Well, I bet she doesn’t leave his side now – she’s his PR, isn’t she?
Throughout their second meeting, Mr Brown’s aide Sue Nye had hovered nervously by the door along with a publicity officer. As their conversation came to an end, Mr Brown stood in readiness to move on to the photo opportunity which, no doubt, he had hoped would wipe away the stain of this particularly unpleasant episode.
Gillian says: ‘He wanted me to go outside with him and shake his hands for the camera but I said no. I didn’t want that fuss.
‘He stood for a minute or so and looked at me and said, “So are you accepting my apology, Gillian?”
‘I said yes, but I wasn’t going outside.’
The next day Gillian’s postal vote slip arrived. She filled in the council election slip and discarded the General Election slip and sealed up the envelope without it.
It was the way he called me “that woman”. I’m not “that woman”. It’s no way to talk of someone that is it? As if I’m to be brushed away. Why couldn’t he have said, “that lady?”’
Perhaps, to Mr Brown, that seems a small point. Certainly it didn’t feature in his apology. But it exposes the gulf between the values for which Gillian Duffy stands, and by which she actually lives, and the platitudes that Mr Brown mouths in public then disdains in private."
Gillian had taken the newspapers off the sofa and washed the pots in the sink in readiness for the Prime Ministerial visit.
Gillian, who was married for 40 years and has been a widow for four, recalls: ‘Gordon came in and sat on sofa beside me. I couldn’t offer him a cup of tea because I didn’t have any milk did I?
‘I had a bottle of whisky that I’d bought to take with me when I go to visit friends in Canada, but I thought, “I’m not opening that for him!”
As he came in he just said, “I’m very sorry for the comments I made earlier Gillian.” I sort of said, “Yes well I suppose...”
‘He said, “I’m a family man, have you a family?” Well, I’d already told him I had.’
Mr Brown sat on the edge of Gillian’s cream leather couch. Head slightly bowed, hands clasped anxiously at his knees, he smiled very little and often looked down, adopting the pose of a penitent.
‘He kept saying he was sorry and saying that his wife was a nice lady. Well, I bet she doesn’t leave his side now – she’s his PR, isn’t she?
Throughout their second meeting, Mr Brown’s aide Sue Nye had hovered nervously by the door along with a publicity officer. As their conversation came to an end, Mr Brown stood in readiness to move on to the photo opportunity which, no doubt, he had hoped would wipe away the stain of this particularly unpleasant episode.
Gillian says: ‘He wanted me to go outside with him and shake his hands for the camera but I said no. I didn’t want that fuss.
‘He stood for a minute or so and looked at me and said, “So are you accepting my apology, Gillian?”
‘I said yes, but I wasn’t going outside.’
The next day Gillian’s postal vote slip arrived. She filled in the council election slip and discarded the General Election slip and sealed up the envelope without it.
It was the way he called me “that woman”. I’m not “that woman”. It’s no way to talk of someone that is it? As if I’m to be brushed away. Why couldn’t he have said, “that lady?”’
Perhaps, to Mr Brown, that seems a small point. Certainly it didn’t feature in his apology. But it exposes the gulf between the values for which Gillian Duffy stands, and by which she actually lives, and the platitudes that Mr Brown mouths in public then disdains in private."
Edited by FreddyTheBigot on Sunday 2nd May 02:00
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