
… A consummation devoutly to be wished.”
(Shakespeare)
Evangelical euphemisms like “Grab ‘em by the prissy” and “Kiss my aft” have hopped from bully rally to pulpit rave in American discourse thanks to the God lobby. But, Britannia, oh dear! “Fuckpigs,” “morons” and “cunts” have recently been heard on the airwaves of the Sceptered Isle straight from the recorded lips of a political ruffian at 10 Downing Street. The unchurched epithets he sticks to Whitehall functionaries knock America’s sanctimonious cockuppery into a cocked hat.
See here, sir hooligan, to wit, Mr. Cummings:
In His Majesty’s Government, 778 members sit currently in the unelected House of Lords. It’s the superior chamber comprised of the better sort from the preferred schools and the loftier lineages. This pantheon of life peers will emit the mother of all harrumphs, followed by a scorching remonstrance with thunder of tut-tutting in deprecation of scurrilous utterance at Number Ten. I wager a guinea on it and shall be astonished if not. The Palace is briefed, mind you, and will keep vigil.
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Nice post!
By the way, have you heard of bookstore owner Jim Toole in Washington: https://www.washingtonpost.com/obituaries/2023/11/13/jim-toole-dead-capitol-hill-books/
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Outstanding, Sue! I followed the link immediately and savored every detail of Adm. Toole’s obit. His last word says it all: “To not have a used book store is wrong.” The description of his venue reminds me vividly of a similar cavern of chaotic bibliophilia I haunted in college days. Its name was Norman Brock’s. Thanks for the link, and for your compliment. — Jim
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