Originally posted by
choie
1. As I am certain you anticipated, the identity of the man whose name you are endeavoring to pursue is not shrouded in much mystery, and is, in fact, an individual for whom such interlocutory circumnavigation and outright obfuscation as I am using now is second nature--indeed, one would call him prima inter pares at such verbal gymnastics (or at least, one would assuming one did not go to the LSE or read classics). Not to put too fine a point of it, at the end of the day, I daresay it would not be stating too strongly that though he modesty refers to himself as a mere humble functionary, the truth is he is also a greatly respected and influential, even indomitable presence at the highest levels of power, rising through the Civil Service to the lofty heights of Permanent Secretary and finally Cabinet Secretary with extraordinary responsibilities in the smooth operations of the government of Her Majesty's United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland during the antepenultimate and the penultimate decades of the twentieth century. But alas, no, I am not he--viz., Sir Humphrey Appleby.*
* This speech, while cobbled together with many pre-existing bits of Applebyspeak, was all my own making. Yes, I could've been a Thatcher-era civil servant, assuming I was a moral vacuum.