In 2011, during an EU summit, David Cameron played the hard negotiator, fucking over efforts by France and Germany to bail out EU nations struggling to stay solvent. After his cruel and reckless stand, Cameron let slip to the newspapers that he had used a peculiar bargaining tactic; as resolutions ran late into the night, he had resolutely held his piss. Not content to brag about one gross instance, he clarified that he often held in his piss in order to sharpen his mind, especially before any major announcement or speech. He had learned this "trick" while watching a documentary about Enoch Powell, a racist Conservative MP known best for his 1968 "Rivers of Blood" speech. Presumably this means Powell made his thinly-veiled call for racewar while in pain from not urinating. A Prime Minister was taking piss-holding tips from a fascist, he saturated his government in contempt for those outside his piss-pranking cadre, and many of the political struggles of the recent period were pickled in his yellow nihilism. These are facts that should define him until he is re-christened Piss Cameron and ejected from public life forever. This book contains a series of political grotesques, written to achieve that goal.