Obsolescent Blairite snack thought bucket shop Progress is hiring. I'll pass on the e-mail:
Progress is seeking an experienced, politically savvy communications professional to join our small but busy team, getting smaller through being busy sending CVs off in all directions before the whole ship sinks gently beneath the waves. You’ll have lead responsibility for our website, weekly e-bulletin, increasing range of e-publications amd other varieties of active and passive spam. You’ll also assist on our monthly print publication, Progress magazine. Actually, you’ll be holding the fort while the rest of us try and set up bogus consulting businesses. And you’ll take charge of our advertising strategy across our electronic and print publications. Must be able to endure cruel laughter of millionaire ex- Labour donors as they draw on their cigars and sneer: but what use to me are you any more?
You must be committed to furthering the New Labour cause over the very, very, very long term, have a good political knowledge and have writing and editing skills. So why haven’t you fucked off to join Cameron like all the other prehensile little influence monkeys, then, loser?