Well I sat through Meet the Ukippers last night but I didn’t really need to because it’s on YouTube.
Good grief. No wonder the BBC set out to ridicule them. They had to be ridiculed and someone had to do it.
I can only think of about five that have any credibility whatsoever.
I’ll name them: Nigel Farage, Douglas Carswell, Mark Reckless and Suzanne Evans. I’ve never seen Suzanne Evans in action, but I’m willing to take other people’s word that she can talk the talk. There’s another woman who people like too. Diane James, is it? She was vaguely passable when I saw her once on QT, at a pinch.
There’s also Louise Bours. Hmm.
I actually quite like Nigel. He has the gift of the gab, and he doesn’t wriggle and squirm like the rest of them - My God, did you hear Rifkind and Straw this morning? - but then Nigel has got nothing to lose at the moment. He doesn’t need to wriggle till he gets his Thanet seat.
Bloody hell. Those Ukippers. What are they like? That house - the doggie hotel - was surely the most cluttered shambles of a house in the whole of Thanet. (I hope so.) It should have starred in one of those programmes where an obsessive compulsive gets to do their thing in the hell-hole belonging to a clutter collector and filth gatherer.
Interiors like that give you serious eye-ache.
I thought the poor woman who had a phobic reaction to the ‘negro’ was hilarious. She trundled around on a mobility scooter, a councillor and dutiful citizen, hell-bent on smoking herself to a cinder. The scene where she was rolling fags with some sort of hand-operated fag-rolling machine, churning them out as fast as she could smoke them and still have some for later, was bizarre.
Her bewildered confession, that she didn’t like, but couldn’t fathom out why, negroid features was car-crash self-destruction in slow motion.
It wasn’t racist in the accepted sense, but it was technically a race-related phobia, which of course is not quite the thing for a councillor. (other than a Jew-hating Muslim, when it’s par for the course)
People all over the country (in vox pops at any rate) are saying they’ll vote Ukip. What they’re saying is that they like Nigel, and they don’t like the way this country seems to have been given away to followers of Islam.
The unprepossessing element of the Ukippers isn’t going to put them off, particularly whilst the BBC is grossing out over the three girls who’ve run away to the circus, and every time you turn on the TV someone in a hijab is staring back at you and saying it’s our fault.
I’m Islamophobic (and that‘s the way I like it)