The Joy of Insults

When Alan Duncan writes of a ‘selfish, ill-disciplined, shambolic, shameless clot’, I am confident that nine out of ten Brits could guess correctly who he is talking about. When he describes ‘a nothing person, a complete and utter nightmare, the Wicked Witch of Witham’ – it will be of no surprise that he is talking about (particularly fond of that one because acerbic and includes alliteration).

There is pleasure to be taken from hearing a carefully formulated phrase that has no purpose other than to denigrate someone that deserves it. Times are hard, you’ve got to take pleasure where you can find it.