Times must be tough or the prize too sweet to refuse. The great old Duke of York has revived the family tradition of selling out to the highest bidder. Andrew has a new job, lobbying for the leftie, eco-friendly, humanitarian pyjama desert boys, who are dangling in front of him an enormous carrot, the size of which would make our resident Gaylord Punky green with envy. Doing it under the current circumstances, makes him a despicable rotten super cunt, who shits in the face of human decency.