and treated him as
if he was a halfwit – most
people do these days
I DO like how Brit’s can turn a phrase in the same manner in which they might turn a knife into someone’s rib cage.
Consider this paragraph:
Miliband treated Rees-Mogg as if he was a halfwit. Most people do these days. Long gone are the times when MPs were impressed by his faux politeness and smug self-confidence, squeezed into an oversized undertaker’s suit. Now people see him for the needy fraud that he is.
The article, Tories usher in their brave new world of half-arsed fantasy by John Crace, got better.
Maybe we need to introduced half-arsed into our lexicon.
Consider again these paragraphs (I can feel the fun as Mr. Crace’s fingers typed them out.)
But she has at least chosen her new health secretary wisely. Because when you’ve got no ideas, who better than Thérèse Coffey? A woman of no imagination and no great brain. But someone who can be relied to come up with some nonsense on the back of a cigar packet.
Sure enough, Coffey did not disappoint, coming up with – in the absence of a plan – a memory game. A was for Ambulance. B was for Backlog. C was for Care. D was for Doctor. And E was for total fucking Eejit. Poor Thérèse. She didn’t realise how shabby and half-arsed her ideas were.
The sad part, as in all political commentary, is the writing is about people who are making the decisions, the real decisions, that really do affect us all.
As Mr. Crace concluded his writing, “Truly we are screwed”.
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