£188,000 a year to look the other way?
Oh dear, it seems that the wanker who has managed to escape all responsibility and blame for the financial meltdown and keep getting paid telephone numbers as some sort of "expert" in charge of regulating financial services and banking has traces of dog-shit on his feet of clay.
One has to wonder if his elevation to the peerage will ensure that the stench blows away before it taints his elegant nostrils...
Personally I wonder at his continued survival. What fucking skeletons in whose fucking closet does he know about?
The Penguin
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Everyone else suffers the consequences of the money riot of the suited terrorists but this stinking clerk survives and lines his damned pockets.
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