But honestly, would you invite any of them for dinner?

Look, I know this referendum stuff is about ideas not personalities but I have watched two staged debates on the 'telly' and the one indisputable fact is that all, not just some, all of the Remainers came across as simply ghastly people!  As I wrote after the first debate:

I don't know what the media are saying of the event but my impression was that the Remainers were appalling people.  We had 'Mrs. McWhinge' from the ScotsNats with her voice that sounds like a grass-strimmer running at full throttle apparently totally unable to grasp the irony that she, herself, had recently fought - and lost - a referendum for Scotland to break away from the UK.  Then there was one of the Eagle twins, Angela, who spent most of her time delivering a party political broadcast on behalf of the Labour party and urging us all to pay attention to the words and advice of Trade Union leaders - yeeeeees, quite!  And then there was that frightful lump of woman about whom I expressed my feelings last night, Ms. Amber Rudd, who had obviously been let off the leash by 'Dave 'n' George' with orders to sink her teeth into Boris.  This she duly did and like the mad dog she is I think she should be put down.

That was their 'first team', last night we had the 'second team' who were even worse.  Instead of the diminutive 'Mrs. McWhinge' we had her Conservative equivalent, a great 'lumpen' lesbian Jockette called Ruth Davidson who leads the Scottish Tories.  She obviously loathes Boris and in true Jock style I suspect she would have 'glassed' him if they had been arguing in a Glaswegian pub.

Then we had another 'lumpen' representative this time of the so-called working class, Ms. Francis O'Grady from the TUC who came across like another Arthur Scargill.  No considered arguments, simply shouted slogans.  Then finally we had Sadiq Khan, the new mayor of London who I suspect will give Londoners the biggest test they have suffered since Herman Goring's efforts in 1940!  Khan obviously suffers with galloping SMS (Short Man Syndrome).  He's only 5'-6" and he tries to make up for his lack of inches by shouting "LIAR, LIAR, PANTS ON FIRE" at every opportunity. 

Happily, the 'Brexiteer team', the same trio who appeared at the earlier debate, Gisela Stuart, Angela Leadsman and Boris, showed up these 'shouty-mouthy' yobs for the ill-mannered poltroons that they are.  At all times, and ignoring the provocations, they remained good humoured and stuck to their arguments. 

Comments

[Backofanenvelope]

I'm only 5 ft 6 and according to my wife shout too much. Usually at Pakistanis on the TV.

[Whitewall]

Well BOE you write like a man well over 6 feet tall if that helps?

[David Duff]

BOE if you confine your shouting to your wife (God, you're brave!) and Pakistanis (particularly if they're cricketers) then that's alright!

[Bob]

From this side of the pond it's hard to see how GB wins. If you vote to exit your economy will likely suffer for some years as trade is renegotiated, and the UK could break up. If you stay the age old cultural and political frictions between England and The Continent will continue. Either way, good luck.

[TheBigHenry]

My Dad, who was 5'3" max (but insisted that he was 5'4") definitely suffered with "galloping SMS" (may he RIP). There were two things I never heard him admit -- "I was wrong" and "I'm sorry".

He was, however, very proud that his son is a 6-footer. (My Mom was only 5'2". Go figure.)

[David Duff]

Henry, how can I put this delicately? Did you ever check out the postman or the window cleaner? Jest askin'!

[Uncle Mort]

No I wouldn't invite any of them for dinner. My butler suggests they would add nothing the dignity of the occasion and he is usually right. He thinks the silver would end up covered in spittle.

[TheBigHenry]

That issue did cross my mind, Duff, when I surpassed my Dad in height at age 13. But both my parents swore I was their offspring. It seems I drank a lot of milk as a child. Moreover, I did resemble both of them in many other respects.

Anyway, I never met our postman (I was always in school when he "delivered") and my Dad always cleaned the windows himself.

[David Duff]

Absolutely, Henry, I am sure your mother was a lady of great virtue and that possibly your father was the proud owner of an enormous Colt .45!

[TheBigHenry]

You are correct on both counts, Duff. I recall my Dad complaining to me (in confidence) about my Mom's great virtue. And he insisted that his Colt.45 was actually a Colt.47.

[David Duff]

Crikey! 'Nuff said, I think!