This is a bizarre statement, not rooted in fact.
This egregious, pompous, pipsqueak apparat has been making bizarre statements for as long as he has been drawing breath.
Unafraid of compromising his Marxist principles, fast as his fat little legs will carry him, he ruthlessly fills his boots
. Hoarding a nice little pile, capitalism he may despise but like all good little comrades
- they're never backwards in coming forwards for the perks of dipping in his hand. How our Trades Union barons admire him and follow his lead, not for them, the paltry and pinched weekly earnings of their shopfloor colleagues in their shop steward days - how they luv the EU now!
Comrades in arms, thick as thieves, beloved of the Labour party too, and what a big party Manny is having, he [Barroso] is 'avin' a whale
of a time.
One problem, as Manny surveys his fiefdom, as he counts his 'filthy lucre' his looks are clouded. His visage streaked with the greasy leakage, a perspiration of fear. Yes, Barroso knows, the game is up and his house of cards is about to fall, his main worry is - will they get to him before he can make his getaway and to his ill-gotten fortune?
And as the final denouement nears, his pronouncements become ever more shrill and sound ever more panicky, Manny's Empire is falling down............. .