I declare gorilla warfare on sneering arrogance – starting with Mitchell
I DON'T believe anyone should be barred from public office because they're posh.
In exactly the same way as someone shouldn't be banned from the upper echelons of Government because they used to be a factory worker in Driffield, or a postman in Hessle, I believe you can't help the circumstance into which you're born.
Some people just get lucky.
Nothing you can do about that.
Inverse snobbery is just as shallow and corrupt as snobbery.
If you're a nice bloke (or blokette) and had to work for your success, then you'll do for me.
But I can't stand those who think they're better than everyone else.
My general rule of thumb is: If you're the sort of person who'd say "Do you know who I am?" you deserve to be locked in a cage with an amorous gorilla wearing a brown Onesie.
That why Government chief whip and all-round pleb-hater Andrew Mitchell, should be sacked. I don't care that he's rich. I don't care that he's posh.
It's the sneering arrogance I can't abide.
Watching him weasel word his way around various half apologies and the twisted semantics of what – or wasn't – said to the coppers outside Downing Street has been hilarious.
Don't you just hate it when politicians can't give a straight answer to a straight question, instead trying to dance around the head of a pin and implying you're the stupid one for failing to understand the answer? Resign now, numpty, or we'll fetch the gorilla.