comrades . . .
((( cue rapturous applause, 10 minute standing ovation, touched-up piccie's allegedly featuring comrade neil with our eternal benevolent comrade leader available in the foyer! )))
. . . . we have done well !!! . . .
((( wait's patiently for applause to subside . . . )))
throughout the decadent west ((( well okay, the NorthWest anyways, round about Manchester way mainly ))) the masses rise up and flock to our cause! they dream of throwing off their chains, and the jackbooted tyranny of their oppressors . . .
((( spontaneous cries of "down with jackbooted oppressors" resound for a bit, until it becomes obvious that chains and jackboots are actually all perfectly fine, if not actually required, at which point the stupid shouty ones are quietly taken away and shot round the back of the GFZ . . . )))
we have infiltrated and subverted their repressive media . . . the world ((( and hopefully the world's wife! ))) see their role-models webcamming or hanging around the multi-storey carpark next door to Morrison's or absorbing subliminal dogging references inserted into Emmerdale Farm . . . . . even that rubbish free paper you get on the buses in Leeds featured a fashionable article on group-sex and bi-feminism!
the rightness of our cause is apparent, the revolution our beloved leader began continues . . . our ranks swell daily . . . .
((( FFS you lot, i said RANKS swell daily! right, now you can clap . . . . and when i find out who sniggered it'll be a long walk in a snowy wood and a bit of digging and a looooooong rest for you i can tell ya! )))
but comrades, we must not be complacent. we must guard our glorious revolution, and ourselves, from those who would undo what we have done! those running-dog lackies who would snuff out the freedoms we have gained, keeping solely for themselves the right to do things on Clapham Common with oranges and amyl nitrate and a hopefully-not-too-tight noose . . . ((( <<< glances at scriptwriter . . . whispers >>> . . . you sure about that???

((( little bit of general cheering and booing and shuffling about staring at their feet and stuff, followed by ecstatic cries of "Forward the Revolution" and "the Black Dalek will live forever" etc etc, just to be on the safe side . . . . )))
but comrades, with great power comes great responsibility ((( tm Marvel Comics or whoever did Spiderman! ))), so we must plan, plan, plan! if we are to win still more for the revolution, we must institute a series of Five Year Plans . . . we must all work together, collectively, for the greater good. we must provide bollox for the masses . . . and when we have gloriously over-fulfilled our quotas on bollox . . . . we must begin again with inane drivel . . . ever onwards, upwards, inwards, forward together, shoulder to shoulder, other bodily parts to . . . erm . . . other bodily parts . . .
vive la revolution!!!!
((( thunderous, rapturous, ecstatic applause . . . . cue SH anthem in a martial stylee, pictures of grown men weeping with love and gratitude, etc etc . . . . . . . )))