I knew I liked Barry for some reason.

If the Obama campaign represented a sleek, new iPhone kind of future, the first day of the Obama administration looked more like the rotary-dial past.

Two years after launching the most technologically savvy presidential campaign in history, Obama officials ran smack into the constraints of the federal bureaucracy yesterday, encountering a jumble of disconnected phone lines, old computer software, and security regulations forbidding outside e-mail accounts.

“It is kind of like going from an Xbox to an Atari,” Obama spokesman Bill Burton said of his new digs.

One member of the White House new-media team came to work on Tuesday, right after the swearing-in ceremony, only to discover that it was impossible to know which programs could be updated, or even which computers could be used for which purposes. The team members, accustomed to working on Macintoshes, found computers outfitted with six-year-old versions of Microsoft software. 

The Minister has been under the weather these past few days and still stands shoulder to shoulder with Jeffrey Bernard.  It has meant I have not fully enveloped myself in the inauguration in quite the way I had hoped, but isn’t it just absolutely fucking fantastic to wake up in a morning knowing that, at long last, those unspeakable cunts are no longer in charge?

Anyway, brace yourselves, chaps: the Clusterfuck officially begins tomorrow.

£90k a year to become Legislative Drafter for the Falkland Islands?

Seriously – it’s got to be worth considering at the moment.