Cherie is simply an idiot.
She was so embarrassing as the wife of the Prime Minister, they paid a small platoon of "minders" to try keeping her from making a fool of herself in public (this is not a sarcasm - it happened), but they were never successful.
Now the woman is even more embarrassing outside Number 10.
Her recorded behavior over ten years makes her seem very much like a cross between Liza Doolittle (whose voice Cherie's closely resembles) and Leona Helmsley.
There are pictures of her sitting near the Queen yawning with her mouth wide open and her husband giving her a quiet glare.
She started getting hair-dos that cost about 4000 pounds, paid for by others.
She started doing cheesy speeches on the blue-hair rubber chicken circuit in the United States in the early stages of the war in Iraq because with American chest-thumping patriotism, service clubs would pay her huge fees to blubber the kind of banalities they liked hearing.
Finally, she was stopped from that activity, viewed by most as beneath the dignity of her position.
On her parting day from Downing, she screeched at reporters across the street in her best Liza Doolittle voice. One of her first days at Downing was marked by her answering the front door in a crumpled nightgown.
She blubbers about being a socialist, but pushed for a Mayfair Mansion that only a landed Earl or a movie star could afford, hence Tony's constant efforts to collect well-paid sinecures.
There's more, but I think that sums this pathetic creature up. Her posture as a big actor for women's rights is absurd. She's a mindless greed machine.
Of course, she married an appropriate spouse, the hypocrite and war criminal, Tony Blair.
