Charlie Brooker

Charlie Brooker is always worth a read on Mondays in the Guardian. If you haven't heard of him, clicketh there, or here, or if you're pushed for time, just have a chuckle at today's description of British PM Gordon Brown;

Ghastly and nightmarish though Miliband may be, he's got nothing on gloomy Gordon Brown, who increasingly resembles a humourless, imposing old butler slowly creaking the mansion door open in a Frankenstein movie. Prime Minister Igor, the shuffling fun-free zone. No wonder the nation's fallen out of love with him. Imagine playing a carefree game of frisbee with Brown at a summer barbeque. You can't. That's why the poor bastard's doomed.