WARM, WITTY AND WISE
LABOUR leader Keir Starmer – famous for not being able to define what a woman is – insisted on LBC radio that ordinary people are not talking about trans issues. “They want to talk about the cost-of-living crisis,” he said, “the fact that they can’t pay their bills. They want to know what they’re going to do about their council tax. Almost nobody is talking about trans issues.”
Well he’s right in the sense that most people couldn’t care less about trans issues, but that doesn’t mean they’re not talking about them.
Because there is no choice. Schoolchildren are being forced to use unisex loos, the fashion for adopting transgenderism is blighting many young people’s lives, men who claim to be women are competing in women’s sports with an unfair advantage and winning women’s prizes (because it would look bad not to give it to the bloke in a frock).
Hardly a week goes by without a posse of screeching trans women out on the streets bawling obscenities at the real women they pretend to be.
Sir Keir went on to say that 99.9 per cent of women “of course haven’t got a penis” as though that settled the matter.
But it doesn’t. Because that means some women have a penis.
And sorry, Keir, but they don’t.
■AFTER NEARLY 50 years the bestsellingvw Golf is being retired. The future is electric. It brought back memories of that iconic 1987 advert (above, directed by David Bailey, no less) with model Paula Hamilton storming out of her mews house, ditching her wedding ring and fur coat, but pausing (wisely) instead of dropping the keys to the Golf down the drain.
Funnily enough I never loved my
Golf. It worked well, it was quite nippy, but it was dull and I don’t have the same affection for it that I did for the little white Renault 5 (my first brand new car!), my Citroën with the hydropneumatic suspension which always amused the children, my big Renault people-carrier, my purring
Merc with the white leather seats and ridiculously powerful engine, my sexy little Porsche Boxster and my Land Rover... the best car I’ve ever had.
I can measure out my life in cars and I loved them all. Except the Golf. The Golf simply took me from A to B.
■THERE ARE reports that Putin is “pathologically afraid for his life”, according to Russian intelligence officer Gleb Karakulov, who fled the country after the invasion of Ukraine.this is hardly evidence that Putin is suffering from mental illness.there are an awful lot of people, in Russia and the world over, who would like to see him dead. There’s nothing pathological about his terror. It’s entirely reasonable.