Sion Simon - journalist, socialist, onanist, rapper, MINISTER of the CROWN. Jeesus! This is a man of no discernable talent whatsoever. Frank Field languishes on the backbenches whilst this hopeless fool draws a ministerial salary and a Ford Mondeo plus driver. He is a barrel-scraping, a typical fin-de-siecle government appointment; the political equivalent of being the last boy picked for a game of playground football. A howling embarrassment, and no mistake.
His performance on the Today programme this morning, being lightly grilled by Humphrys over a cock-up that has resulted in many higher education establishments becoming insolvent, was a career-ending ten minutes, surely. When I listen to Labour ministers prevaricating and obfuscating, I expect them to do better than this. (Between 0810 and 0820, when they put it onto playback). [Update - Dale has the link and the transcript]
Of course, this is not a one-horse race. There are one or two names that immediately come to mind, one of whom held much more responsibility than little Sion, therefore her shit-to-bucks ratio was considerably higher. No prize for the first person to name her. Actually, I can think of two wimmin who answer to such a description. Small prize to the first one to name them together.
It is natural to concentrate on the last 12 years of Labour government, but we should not ignore the claims of some members of the Major government, which at times threatened to equal Ted Heath's years as the worst Tory government of the C20th. Stand up, David Mellor! Take a bow, John Gummer!