Friday, 13 April 2012

Hey, You, Get Off Of My Trough

The Twitter feed of Aussie smoke-obsessive, Simon Chapman, is fast becoming a daily comedy read right up there with the wibblings of Europe's most pointless politician. No, really!

It's been, ooh, about a week or two since his unintentionally hilarious pronouncements have been highlighted, but this one Wednesday is a 'beaut'.


Yes, I know he was engaging keyboard before the angry spittle had finished dribbling down his chin at such a slur but, hey, if he wants to illustrate his ignorance who am I to deny him?

Now, if one were to enter politics with a view to 'getting one's snout in', I expect UKIP would be a pretty poor choice. Joining the Conservative Party and landing the nomination for a safe seat, I could understand, but only a loon could claim a UKIP politico to be in it for the money. Similarly, much as I dislike the closet communists in the Green Party, any accusation of their being motivated by money is one that only a brainless idiot would level, and the Greens have one more seat in parliament than UKIP. That is, they have, err, one. Not a lot of chances there for getting snouts in, is there?

Since in Chapman's world, any insult must be tired and clichéd - or just plain idiotic - he has linked politician with snout and, well, blurted it out to the world before dragging his knuckles off to the kitchen for a cup of tea.

Strangely, he doesn't have the same view of politicians being automatically corrupt when singing cringeworthy arse-licking songs to those with whom he agrees. It's a skill finely honed from decades dismissing any contrary view as being paid for by someone, somewhere, as only what he believes in can possibly be altruistic.

What makes his lack of even a remote understanding of British politics even funnier is that the only person in the above exchange with their 'snout in' is Chapman himself.

He is a sociologist who is currently gorging on over three million Australian Dollars from his residency at Sydney University. This, without counting a lifetime helping himself to the tax receipts of others on the back of his own personal hobby of hating tobacco. Nice troughing if you can get it, UKIP politicians can only dream of such luxury.

Previously, nutter accuses others of being basket cases, and is more extreme than fundamental Islam.