Basically, if you know what you’re talking about, then I’m listening, but if you don’t, SHUT THE FUCK UP!

A concept Donald Trump hasn’t quite got his head around. In his mind, if he says it; its true. Valid. Scientific. Proven. Just by the power of his words. Unfortunately, there are people out there who actually know things. People just like us really, perhaps better informed in their specialist subjects. So when Trump states that ‘paracetamol causes autism’, it is total bullshit. Accepted as such by everyone in the world. Except, obviously, his minister for health, Robert Kennedy. The world’s most ‘anti-medicine’, anti-vax, anti-pretty-much-everything dickhead. Why he’s minister for the health of 360 million Americans is something known only to his boss.

Then yesterday, at the UN, Trump held forth. For a long time. Always dangerous to give that man a platform and let him ramble. But ramble he did. And he said some good things. That Sadiq Kahn is ‘the worst mayor in the world’. That’s totally accurate and statististically proven to within a probability of 0.05. He said that the UK recognising ‘the Palestinian State’ is rewarding terrorism. Can’t argue with that. Well, you can, but you’d be: a. a member of government and, b. wrong.

And we need those statements from the world’s most important man, other than Thomas Frank (Spurs manager), because from him they carry weight. But then when he states that London is under sharia law and that ‘all immigration is bad’ or paracetamol in pregnancy causes autism, he is so wrong that it dilutes the impact of the stuff he gets right. You start to take everything he says with that proverbial ‘shovel of salt’ (a pinch is way short of the mark).

And then (Sir!) Ed Davey, leader of the Liberals, Democrats & Tossers Party, in a fit of anti-Trumpism, in fact turned into Trump when he accused Farage of wanting to allow guns-for-all in Britain. As if. We’ll be ‘showing schoolkids how to deal with a mass shooting event during maths’, was what he said. There again, we’re all aware that Ed Davey is major plonker so we kind of expect rubbish, and desperate rubbish, from him.

Happy Wednesday. Unless I decide its Friday.

A xxxx