Monday, 13 June 2011
Born the Day Before Yesterday
Jacob Rees-Mogg MP may have been one of the most fortunate beneficiaries of the national swing against Gordon Brown at the last election. He defeated a good incumbent in Dan Norris despite being the most footling of upper crust Tories.
He receives an ovation of ironic cheers from the Labour benches every time he speaks in the Commons. He represents precisely the kind of Tory Cameron wishes the public to forget: remote, privileged, snobbish. He famously took his nanny and his bently round Fife for his first campaign election. Jacob RM may have gone to Eton but he gives the impression he was too posh even for that place. Certainly posher than the Queen.
Last Friday, rather than listening to his North Somerset constituents about their problems, JRM decided to spend his time making a string of fatuous remarks in a Commons debate about roadside drug testing. Here the world of scientific expertise came up against his inordinately superior instincts based on a wafer thin set of irrelevant anecdotes.
He sought to ridicule the very idea of testing someone for drugs. He began quoting from Colerige's Kubla Khan and proceeded to argue coffee itself was an hallucinogen. Someone really should have found the appropriate Parliamentary language to say, "Oh shut up you fool."
But on his ploughed his lone furow of irrelevance. It may be easier to simply list his absurd remarks such as how more people were addicted to illegal drugs than alcohol and how gin and tonic can be prescribed by a doctor, but I fear the article would be inordinately long.
Mogg actually doubted whether these devices would even work as designed and implied those middle class scientist chappies would benefit the fruits of his classical education. Those boffins had, up to point he rose to speak, probably never considered putting safeguards in place to prevent samples from becoming contaminated.
He managed to insert his archetypal expressions of 'whizzo' and 'bingo' a la Berty Wooster as he suggested testing everyone on leaving a "dance club".
I can't really discern the point of Mogg, save as a reminder of how fogeyish the Tories are beneath the PR. "You shouldn't judge people by their class and where they went to school, " they cry back. They used to say that about people wo had been to comprehensives. Mogg is far from a victim of circumstance. And far from the ghastly world of ordinary worries at all.
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