The Plastic Hippo

November 23, 2014

See Emily Play

Image via channel4.com

If the excitable and somewhat tarnished British media is to be believed, Emily Thornberry has posted the most disgusting, offensive, vile, inhumane and satanic tweet in the short but colourful history of social media. Publishing an image of a house festooned with no less than three, yes three, flags of St George and with a white van parked outside and with the evil, provocative and seditious caption “Rochester”, this Thornberry woman has dragged politics into the gutter by displaying contempt and derision targeted at hard-working, overweight used car dealers.

It is entirely appropriate that she has resigned as a shadow cabinet minister and should be paraded through the streets of Strood with only tar and feathers to cover her indecency and abject shame. Hanging is too good for her. Err…hang on.

We need to ask why this is a story. It could be that the excitable and tarnished British media feel disappointed that the Tory candidate in the Rochester and Strood by election lost to a Tory defector who can only reveal the true nature of his bigotry when tiredness overtakes him. It might also be the case that a 10,000 majority reduced to 3,000 for the same bloke in the same seat represents an anomaly in the media agenda and needs some “clarification”. As for the Liberal Democrats, history will judge their reputation as whores when future generations view their dusty remains in a museum of lost deposits and shameless complicity.

Clearly, a distraction is required and what better distraction than a photograph of a house. Social media has yet to define an obvious boundary between bullying and banter and, indeed, threatening behaviour. When a critic is automatically dubbed a troll and a troll is automatically a champion of free speech, the internet ether is no place for the faint-hearted and Thornberry is bang to rights guilty of being ironic. Miliband`s faux anger at her offensive, out of touch “sneering” at the working class is merely spin and is more of a bullet to the foot than tweeting a photo of a house. Having defamed his father, publishing images of bacon butties and inventing a leadership crisis, it is clear that the excitable and tarnished British media are not going to give up the assault. In absolute desperation, hacks have summoned up the formidable powers of no less than Myleene Klass and Dan from Rochester.

For those that are living dormant on the surface of a distant comet, Myleene Klass is a former member of a manufactured pop act and Dan from Rochester is a former cage fighter. Ms Klass doesn`t like the idea of a mansion tax because she lives in a mansion but Dan does like English flags on his house because he put them up for the World Cup and cannot be bothered to take them down. Murdoch`s Sun loves these two characters. Myleene looks rather fetching in lingerie and Dan is a fat skin-head with tattoos who says he can`t ever remember casting a vote.

Within 24 hours of Thornberry`s disgusting tweet, Dan was signed up by Murdoch`s Sun and his white van, festooned with Sun merchandising, was driven to London to plant the cross of St George on Emily Thornberry`s railings. It is hypocrisy of the highest order to judge a person based on their appearance but it will be interesting to witness how the Murdoch press and the Daily Fail and the BBC report Dan`s inevitable fall from grace especially as this week`s working class hero might just be next week`s scrounging, feral underclass.

In sacking Emily Thornberry, Miliband has dropped more gonads than a castrating vet at a pig farm and attempting to woo the core working class vote by talking tough on immigration plays straight into the sinister hands of the Farage creature. If Labour are the only hope of getting rid of this dreadful government, Miliband must continue to ignore the outrageous attacks on his character and even his appearance and focus on building a more equal society. Sacking someone for posting an image of a house because it offended Murdoch and the odious Dacre is not necessarily the way to attract support from people who usually don`t bother to vote. Joining in with racist rhetoric regarding immigration is an abandonment of basic humanity and history informs us of where that can lead.

Some very clever commentators have suggested the “the working class” no longer exists as the middle and upper classes work and should, therefore, be considered as working class. The lower orders, thanks to Mrs Thatcher, now consider themselves as middle class because they own their council house, have a car, take a holiday in Benidorm and are suspicious of the work ethic of the bloke in the corner shop who opens at seven in the morning and closes at ten at night.

Margaret Thatcher, unlike David Cameron, was elected with a majority and a clear mandate in 1979 and her legacy is now bearing fruit with the rise of the Kippers. Young Nigel must be happy in his world. Here is a disturbingly prescient pop tune by XTC from 1979:

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2 Comments »

  1. You describe the used-car dealer as overweight yet pass no comment on the BMI of the fragrant Ms Thornberry.
    Interesting.

    Comment by Rob — November 23, 2014 @ 11:46 am | Reply

  2. Fascinated by Thornberry’s “attack on the working class”. This morning, I kept my eye open after reading reports about her as I drove from Bloxwich to Wolverhampton and back, including a diversion taking me the full length of Cresswell Crescent on Mossley Estate – how more white and working class can you get? On my 14 mile round trip through an area with an unequivocal working-class demographic, I saw NO English flags. In fact, the only flag I saw was a saltire in a window of one of the higher floors of the new student hall of residence at the junction of Wednesfield Rd and Culwell St, where a presumably Scottish student unaccountably blocked out the wonderful view of the old Springfield Brewery. Milibore is a gutless little twerp, and I wonder how dear old Ralph contrived to sire this invertebrate careerist.

    Comment by Alan H — November 23, 2014 @ 11:55 pm | Reply


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