When I read Hooton’s jaw dropping back peddle of a resignation, I laughed so hard I fell off my couch…
“I can’t justify the impact on my family and other personal and professional responsibilities for seven weeks.
…oh, he felt the commute to Wellington after National’s inevitable win would be a tad too much for him did he?
He’s had a couple of weeks to write his resignation letter and this was the best he could come up with?
Come on Hoots, you’re not even trying now.
The commute will be a struggle seems fittingly petty seeing as Hoots is widely suspected of enabling the Muller fiasco which has bewilderingly ended up with mass resignations, another leadership tussle, multiple MP self mutilations and National still in free fall.
Hoots is despised within National with more intensity than Baby Jesus hates abortion. Donald Trump would be more welcome at a Feminist Spoken Word Poetry Slam competition.
Hoots is going back to his consultancy, but who the hell will be touching his radioactive arse after this wretched adventure he signed up to?
His poor old purse Ben Thomas can’t keep the lights on with The Spinoff podcast.
Watching Hoots be the last rat to jump off the sinking ship that he helped sink is just glorious.
It’s like he’s a bull that walked into a China shop, smashed ever single piece of china in the shop and then thanks the shop owner for the job, only to decline it because of family commitments.
Come on folks, this is pretty funny. Sweet Jesus this has been such a disastrous gamble.
What an omnishambles of a clusterfuck.
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