Right, that’s it. On the morning of the 87th anniversary of the first day of the Battle of the Somme I’m lying in bed listening to a news ‘update’ on our local commercial radio station. Last night, apparently, our latest batch of MPs voted, in an overwhelming fit of moronic vindictiveness, to ban all hunting with dogs, full stop. And if the Lords reject the Bill, it is likely to be railroaded through Parliament, apparently using something called the Parliament Act.
I’m stunned. I really can’t believe it has finally come to this. Who are these fuckwits? (Am I missing something?) What do they want? If it’s an ideological class-war thing motivating them, don’t they even realise that your caricature toffs constitute an insignificant minority of the total number of people out hunting with dogs? And if it’s a pseudo-ethical concern, they’ve no business trying to make me good by police coercion.
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