Readers are politely asked to imagine this post’s title being sung to the refrain of Debbie Harry’s “French kissin’ in the USA” .
Emily Maitlis of The News Agents podcast recently quizzed newly elected MP, faux patriot and man of the people Nigel Farage, as to why he had left his Clacton-on-Sea constituents to “just get on with it”, while he jetted off to the Republican National Congress in Milwaukee, Wisconsin, USA, less than a fortnight into the job.
I’m not a journalist, but I believe that had Emily tweaked her line of questioning just a smidge, she might have garnered a more honest response in justification of his stateside jaunt, from this sceptred isle’s slimiest parliamentarian and rectal extrusion.
Next week, in a segment on GB News entitled, “Strongmen of the world and why I love them”, the insignificant analinguist, felch-master and aspiring lapdog to the world’s despots and would-be dictators, will share with lucky viewers, his tasting notes on the contrasting textures and layers of East Slavic flavours, that make much maligned man of peace and all round decent bloke, Vladimir Putin, so tongue-tantalisingly terrific.