Hoon
Hoon was always one of the very worst to have to listen to because he'd clearly been programmed to be the ultimate in impenetrable, glassy eyed, on message talking heads, with about as much utility as a talking filing cabinet..
A true apparatchik, he would drone out the party line in tones that just made you want to reach for the remote. He knew he was a complete phoney, we knew it and he knew we knew it.. However, he was a Minister of the Crown, on a minister's pay (and pension) and he was in the driving seat and couldn't give a monkey's.
Now though? A discredited cardboard figure but his hide is so thick that he won't give a toss. People like him need nailing.
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