I’ve been reminded just why political correctness exists: Katie Hopkins of the Apprentice, the TV show that glorifies the entrepreneurial ideal and the psychopathic levels of self-confidence that accompany it. Hopkins is on a bit of a roll with her homespun wisdom. Late last week she criticised ‘lower class’ children’s names, saying:
‘I think you can tell a great deal from a name… I tend to think that children who have intelligent names tend to have fairly intelligent parents and they make much better playdates for my children.’
As well as also having a go at people with tattoos and fatties, she also quipped: ‘Ginger babies. Like a baby. Just so much harder to love.’ Her response on Twitter was: ‘Dear PC brigade. You smile in public, but in private you say the same things as I say. You are closet Hopkins.
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