I thoroughly enjoyed Charlie Brooker's article about David Cameron in G2 earlier this week. I can't say that it was based on much substance, but as a subjective, shot-from-the-hip rant it was absorbing:
David Cameron is an idiot. A simpering, say-anything, dough-faced, preposterous waddling idiot with a feeble, insincere voice and an irritating tendency to squat near the top of opinion polls. I don't like him. And I've got a terrible feeling he'll be prime minister one day. Brrr.
It is wondeful to immerse oneself in such invective:
There is nothing to him. He is like a hollow Easter egg with no bag of sweets inside. Cameron will say absolutely anything if he thinks it might get him elected. If a shock poll was published saying 99% of the British public were enthusiastic paedophiles, he would drive through the streets in an open-top bus surrounded by the Mini Pops. He's nothing. He's no one.