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I see Jeffrey Archer's on the telly flogging women's magazines.

Seriously, how big a cunt do you have to be before people refuse to touch you with a shitty bargepole?

Perhaps given the cadre of cocksuckers who currently run the world, the question is moot.

But Archer is interesting - here's a man who seemingly hasn't done an honourable thing in his entire life. Indeed, it would appear that the man has been lying and cheating his way through life from his moment of birth.

I could easily believe that his first words were, "See this 'Spot the Dog' book? I wrote that."

Even a spell in prison wasn't enough to burst his smug bubble. Whereas Jonathan Aitken, who was sentenced for similar offences, seemed to be humbled by his time inside, Archer came out apparently as defiant as ever, not even seeming to accept that he'd actually done anything wrong.

Why is it exactly, that certain people who repeatedly prove themselves unworthy of a job of any kind always seem to land on their feet?

I'm thinking of starting an experiment: I'm going to go around acting like the biggest bastard the world has ever seen, and see if I can become Emperor of Earth before the end of the year.