So I was listening to LBC phone-in radio this morning. Because I like winding myself up into full angry mode before I eat my peanut butter on toast. Its just the way I am. But I truly deeply madly love Nick Ferrari because he manages to call people total moronic assholes in a lovely, charming way. I’ve never mastered that. I’ve never tried.

This morning they were talking about Eurovision. The most irrelevant song contest in the world. And latterly, the foremost platform for antisemites who ‘boycott that horrible, apartheid state’, by withdrawing a tone-deaf, cross-dressing hermaphrodite in gold lamee with bad breath from the competition. In protest!!! Against Israel being always included. A tragic loss to the music industry. Yet Israel is there, into the final. Yaaaay, go Israel.

A… thing came on the radio to speak to Nick. Name was ‘Crystal’, his/her/its stage name, or ‘Mr Seymour’, ‘their’ given name. He is a drag queen. So, obviously, overly qualified to discuss international politics. And he was just sooooo pro-Palestine, he ‘quite literally’ can’t sleep until Palestine is free, that he is doing his own ‘boycott’. He’s not going to be hosting his/her normal Eurovision night in some dodgy bar in Shoreditch. And nor are loads of his mates!! Another tragic loss to our national culture.

He demands Palestine to be free. Whatever the fuck that means. So Nick pushed him, as he does. And; no, he doesn’t really want a 2 state solution. He just wants Free Palestine. Ok, said Nick, but what about Israel. Silence. Do you see a future for Israel in this. More silence, a few uhms and ahhs, but basically, this tosser(ess?) is a ‘from the river to the sea’ literalist. Jews out. Gone.

And then, the sweetest irony of all for such people. The essence of their moronic misunderstanding of all their virtue-signalling nonsense. If Palestine was ‘free’ and ‘Crystal’ bowled in there, the conquering, freedom-fighting, boycotting, media hero of the cause… they’d throw him off a rooftop or stone him to death. Sorry Crystal, facts are facts, they don’t tolerate pooftahs, even ones dressed in Chanel.

Because if ever ‘Palestine is free’ (whatever the fuck that even means) it would not look like Amsterdam or Berlin. It would look like Iran or Afghanistan.

Can’t wait for the song contest; highlight of my year.

Happy Wednesday

A xxxx