Up to London to collect my PhD from the London School of Economics. It is Dr Taki from now on, and Jeremy Clarke can eat his heart out. If he’d stay out of pubs and do some research instead, he, too, might one day get a PhD. Like Dr Gaddafi and Dr Taki. Actually, my paper was on the environmentally friendly method of converting Gaddafis into waste. The ceremony did not last long. Less time than it took me to write my thesis on how to convert a Gaddafi into s***.
Still, Professor David Held pronounced that I ‘cut an impressive figure, have a calm, articulate manner, and make many intelligent and perceptive points’. He also said that I was ‘genuinely popular’. What makes me laugh about the infamous PhD is that one only has to listen to Saif to realise that he never plagiarised anything. His ghost-writer did. Saif Gaddafi, like the rest of his family, cannot string a proper sentence together in English and never will.
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