I don't think the level of cuntiness is debatable for Philip Davies (it's absolute). Him, however, I already knew about. Sir Chode-hole is a new one for me. I think they may be manufacturing them in some weird Willy Wonka factory, in goes pulped copies of the Daily Mail, and eventually out pop these loathsome, greased extra-sized homunculi spluttering 'gays! women! abortion! europe!'
OK, I don't do party politics, but I do find it hard to believe people vote en masse for individuals like these. Then I realise that people really do adhere to these peculiar reactionary views. Not in small numbers, there's lots of them. Which makes me sad and a feel a bit weird, I can't honestly get my head around much of what they believe in. if there was a Venn diagram of my beliefs and theirs, we'd have to draw circles on different sheets of paper. Then someone would have take my sheet, get on a plane and fly to the other side of the planet. Where there's a rocket pad. At which point he'd hand it to the waiting astronaut and she'd take it and clamber into the pilots seat. The rocket would launch into space and several month later arrive in the orbit of Saturn. Where's there's a wormhole to a very, very distance star, so impossibly distant that it takes the light a million years to reach earth. She'd toss it in and it would be whisked away to that very, very distant star.
That's really an accurate depiction of how much our beliefs overlap.
