Trump has become the first sitting President to attend a Super Bowl, no big deal made of it. More was made of Taylor Swift being booed by half the fans. Can only imagine what the other half were doing.
Back in Britain, Keir Starmer is apparently making history by becoming the first Western leader to publicly take an HIV test. Not the first to take the test, just the first to make a public spectacle of it. One wonders whether he’ll be equally eager to announce the results as publically.
That he feels the need to engage in such cheap theatrics to distract from the incoming tidal wave of excrement is a testament to just how deep the cesspit at the bottom of his political barrel has become. Unfortunately, it was not enough to proclaim his virtue to the media; he rather foolishly declared his intention to eliminate all transmission of HIV by 2030. This will, of course, prove about as effective as King Canute sitting in a deckchair and politely asking the tide not to come in. He will discover that most teenagers are little more than life support systems for their genitals and are unlikely to heed any directive to not go forth where many have gone before.
And the particular excrement he’s attempting to dodge at present? That would be his Health Minister, who was caught in a WhatsApp group for like-minded Neanderthals, responding to a 72-year-old pensioner’s perfectly reasonable query about why their dustbin hadn’t been collected. His response? A charming and eloquent, “F**k your bins. I got re-elected without your vote. Screw you.” Then, just in case anyone was still in doubt as to whether he was a complete bellend from the depths of Starmer’s cesspit, he added a P.S.: “Hopefully, you’ll have croaked it before the next election.” And, for the pièce de résistance, he made sure to throw in a bit of casual antisemitism by claiming the pensioner “sounded too Jewish.”
To his credit, Starmer booted his Health Minister into political oblivion faster than a dodgy vindaloo. But he then appointed Ashley Dalton—someone who recently attempted to sue the NHS for a large sum of money—as the new Health Minister. Nothing screams “great leadership” like putting someone in charge of an institution they previously tried to fleece.
And even “better,” Dalton is an enthusiastic advocate for self-identification, supporting the right of people to declare themselves as anything from a pencil to a llama. She’s also pushing for non-gendered bathrooms, which will add a whole new layer of awkwardness to hospital bed baths.
But wait there’s more. Now his Chancellor, arguably the second most important job in the Government, has been doing a spot of exaggerating about her credentials. This was stupid because her job has seldom been filled by someone with more than GSC home economics. It doesn’t matter, there are civil servants in abundance to do the job for her.
Perhaps it was a desire to prove she was fully qualified to flat line the world’s 6th biggest economy in a few months thereby sending those with genuine ability to the beaches to borrow the incoming hordes boats in search of happier climes out of the clutches of Robyn Reeves. If she survives the storm she is going to discover that she will probably not be believed in the future, even if speaking the truth.
Unfortunately, there is probably more humiliation to come when “Great” Britain attempts to appease or stand up to Trump’s efforts to add the “Great” to America when those doing the standing are largely ignored by the international community.
Looking at the quality of our leadership this is quite understandable.
