UKIP and the sound of me laughing

You know, sometimes its nice when the bad guys just go all asshole on you. There's little worse then spending years nursing and feeding a powerful grudge to only find out later that the target for your hate is, in fact, a rather nice person and you've been wrong and petty all along. For this reason I avoid all news or interviews about Ricky Gervais, for I utterly despise him yet I am secretly worried that in real life he's an alright person, so I keep my knowledge of him severely limited to be sure I can continue justifying my hate to myself.

I refuse to Google 'Ricky Gervais charity' in case it turns out he's a prolific donater, the dick.

I note this today because it's always enjoyable when UKIP goes out there way to be pricks.

Oh, Godfry Bloom. Your fall from whatever grace you'd ever mistakenly managed to obtain is delicious. So for those of you not in the know, a Mister Godfrey Bloom, a Member of European Parliament and UKIP politician referred to the women in his company on a panel as 'sluts.' His own UKIP women members that is, in front of a live panel audience.

Now, he's come out and said that he was referring to the older usage of the word 'slut,' meaning dirty, not promiscuous, and that no one present took offence. Weeeelll... look, I'll give you that perhaps the women you were referring to didn't take offense. Maybe they knew you and found it funny, and this is all out of context hilarity. I've called my friends worse. However... you're an MEP buddy, in front of people with recording devices. And you sit on, of all things, the... wait for it... the European Parliament's Women's Rights and Gender Equality Committee. Ho boy. That was never going to go down well. And I won't defend you on the older usage of the word thing, because there's plenty of words that are unacceptable to use now that had obscure, non-offensive original meaning - but that doesn't wash nowadays. Explain all you like that you were calling that man an olde reference to being a Nigerian fellow. It won't get you far.

In absolute fairness, the whole 'sluts' thing is really been brought of of hand when you consider he's also just hit a journalist, something I find a lot more interesting. He hit him for the funniest thing as well; upon being question why a UKIP brochure was 'changing the face of politics' but only had white people on the cover, old Godders called the journo a racist and hit him with the brochure. Ah. Wut. That's a fair fucking question, and you can't just sling the word 'racist' in a hope to deflect it. Also you can't hit journalists. Because they're the media. They have this tendency, the media, of telling everyone everything. It's this thing they do. It's almost like it's their whole fucking point of being. You can't trust them to be quiet, for some reason, and isn't that weird? 

He's like Victor Meldrew, only perhaps racist, sexist, more grumpy, and insane.
 So, in fact, nothing like Victor Meldrew. 

Anyway, all this is really is just another thing on olde Godders and his party. We'll add it to the pile, with the Bongo Bongo Land stuff, the anti-feminist remarks and the women in workplace crap. While he's been suspended, we've seen his leader, Nigel Farage have to explain about some pro-fascist leanings in his past. Whee. You know, that pile of problems seems to keep growing, doesn't it? I mean, that first article I linked to that a side column of fuck ups, of hideously offensive things you UKIP people just keeping saying. On the one hand, UKIP strives against political correctness, seeing it not as basic human dignity but as censorship (which really says something about their world view...) but perhaps if they censored their own yaps once in a while they might do better. And censor some of their thoughts too, whilst they're at it.

Hell, what am I saying? Keep saying stupid shit. More rope to hang you with. You know, hanging, the thing you want back. Whee.

The Tories must love UKIP, deep down. They're saying all the thing that many Tories would love to say and do, but don't under that pesky need to be 'electable.' When the equal marriage debate started rolling along, you could see Cameron sweat under the sheer effort it was taking to keep his party member from saying deeply unpleasant stuff, and he didn't manage to contain it all. Then he sees UKIP on the horizon, relieved that no matter what vile filth comes out of one of his back benchers mouth's, within five minutes UKIP will say something far worse and distract the whole issue.

In fact, for a lot of this government's ruling they've been very fortunate about that sort of thing. In the early days, anger was neatly deflected over any policies by chucking a hapless Lib Dem outside to defend it, so the mood turned on the Lib Dem's treachery. Now, we're all used to the Lib Dem's unreliability, and thus it doesn't shield the Tories no more but up sweeps UKIP. Cameron must have a monkey's paw or something, continually raining down disposable shields for him. He must rock as support classes on first person shooters, only as a Tory, I'd expect him to only heal his friends, not anyone who actually needs it.

But still, it's nice to know that once in a while the people you believe are bastards go out their way to go, yes, it's true: we're all bastards.

And they did it without resorting to chemical weapons. Which is nice.