A Foreign Secretary of Jewish heritage, a Chancellor of the Exchequer of Pakistani origin, a black Chairman of the party, and a woman Home Secretary of Indian heritage. Phew!
Boris Johnson can't even get racism, xenophobia and sexism right. Utter shambles!
Clearly, he hasn't learned a thing from the fine example set by Jeremy Corbyn & Co.
Labour MP Clive Lewis, recently 'congratulated' the newly appointed chairman of the Conservative party, James Cleverly with the following tweet:
"Genuine congratulations James. I mean it. I'm just sorry you and the other black members of that cabinet had to sell your souls and self-respect to get there. You serve under a racist PM and sit next to a minister for equalities previously fired for the Windrush scandal."
This is an example of the kind of condescending cheap shots that are now normal politics for the people we are meant to address as 'Right Honourable'.
Criticising the choices of people because of the colour of their skin is racist. Shaming them because of it is racist. It makes you a racist and a bigot, Clive. You've just trod over a good man's life's hard work with your holier-than-thou sewage.
You are neither right, nor honourable; despicable is what you are. You and your ilk disgust me.
This explains your leader's obsession with manhole covers. His legionnaires live under them.
Somewhere in my crazed Twitterfeed, I found Priyanka Chopra being trolled for smoking a cigarette - in what should have been a private moment - by triggered woke-folk and pious-pricks because she had once come out against air pollution during Diwali.
And then, there were some tweets about her being asthmatic, from the I-don't-believe-in-religion-but-I-am-spiritual types, pretending to be genuinely concerned about her well-being. You know, the ones with rudraksha malas and wristbands, khadi kurtas and jute tote bags and calloused feet from ill-fitting juttis because they're oh so hip. Yeah right.
For the latter, let me assure you, Alex Parrish probably has the best health-care money can buy or prayers can bestow. She knows more about being fit and healthy than the varicose-veined Mr Tiwari of Pune, the potbellied-silo-of-cholesterol Mr Kapoor of Delhi, the whiskey-jaundiced Mr Kishore of Amritsar, the Mr Green-Tea-Will-Save-Me Mr Manik of Gurgaon, and the paan-beedi-stained lips of Mr Tyagi of Agra.
For the former, perhaps she was better off lighting lead and mercury and phosphorus infused fireworks, burning candles of stinky paraffin, or diyas doused in desi ghee, while adorning the parting of her married hair with bright-red lead-oxide to help along with the slow poisoning that is akilation (not sure how this is spelled), and burning incense or dhoop around the house 24/7, in case the likes you choose to drop in.
There's no need to get your dhotis and chaddies or kachéras in a twist. Stop it.
Leave my desi girl alone.
About Boris Johnson not standing up for Sir Kim Darroch, here's my take:
There was scant little Boris could do. Tragic as it is, there was no other option for Sir Darroch other than to resign. The leak created bad blood between the POTUS and our ambassador. Love or hate Trump, he IS the POTUS. Sir Darroch did the right and honourable thing. In my eyes he remains a diplomat to the core. I have always admired him, and now even more so.
The United States of America, despite its politics and current leadership, was, is, and always will be our greatest and strongest ally. Realpolitik is a thing. Lord Darroch gets it better than anyone I know.
Jermey Hunt's efforts at trying to corner Boris on this, in the way he did was a cheap shot, something he could afford to do, because Hunt has nothing to lose. He could give the finger or moon on national television wearing tassels on his nipples, and it wouldn't make a jot of a difference to his campaign for leadership, or Johnson's for that matter. Hunt is what you get if you put Theresa May, Rory Stewart, and Kenneth Clark in a blender. Everyone knows that.
As for Andrew Neil, he was at his journalistic best - he did what he must, what all journalists must. He is wasted on the BBC.
The real villian is the one who leaked confidential memos between an esteemed officer of the realm and his leader. The real lapse is the fact that 'eyes only' should have meant 'eyes only' and it didn't. Something the only person who has come to terms with it is Sir Kim Darroch.
Tell me I'm wrong in my assessment. More importantly, tell me why.
