QT is not a politics show, it's an entertainment show.
QT is not a politics show, it's an entertainment show.
Put next to Laurie Penny because how else can you get people like that to look competent?
Laura makes the big time...
Thought she was wearing her famous red jacket at first. Not said much, but appears to be reasonably good at public speaking.
Ken Clarke really is a fucking idiot, isn't he.
A complete fucking idiot.
She's made some good points but I've thought she's been a bit weak at being heard tbh.
I've always admired the confidence of private school kids if nothing else
Along with the connections.Indeed. One of the many advantages of a private school education.
He's always been right-wing (see his youthful Mosleyite flirtation) he's just been able to mug a few people into thinking he's a decent chap because he was pro-europe at a time when the EU social model hadn't yet been finally killed (it was later killed by the pro-business pro-eu people like Clarke).He seems to be going further to the right and a bit senile...
I've always admired the confidence of private school kids if nothing else
The confidence usually being a cover for "all sound and fury, signifying nothing", or "hot air" as my granny called it.
In a way, they are the victims.its just bone deep arrogance, a trait that can be innate but is taught with them lot
In a way, they are the victims.
they will be, if my plans forrevengeclass justice come to anything.
Pithy and to the point.well, we'll stick with revenge then. delicious juicy revenge, from concentrate.
When we were well enough to walk in the hospital gardens, Sara and I would spend long hours kvetching: she shared with me the privations of compulsory Islamic dress, whilst I lamented the pressure to constantly appear feminine and sexy that I experienced as a British teenager raised by atheists.
In the end, there was only one thing for it: we decided to swap clothes for a fortnight. Sara wore skintight tracksuits and her short, spiky hair uncovered; I wore an Abaya with full headscarf which she taught me to fold and tuck.
I still enjoy wearing hijab, but out of respect to the many full-time veil-wearers in my area of London I only wear it around the house. Maybe that's weird - but it's no weirder than the many women who are happiest prancing around their living rooms in frilly underwear or, in the case of one particular friend of mine, eight-inch spike heels and a steel-bone corset.
Thought she was wearing her famous red jacket at first.
What was striking was that when we took trips to the shops in our new gladrags, both of us felt immensely liberated: our bodies were finally our own, hers to show off as she pleased, mine to cover if I wanted. For the first time since puberty, I felt that people might be seeing the real me, rather than looking at my body. This flavour of freedom, which for some women is central to self-respect, is just as valid and important a choice as the freedom to go bare-legged and low-cut -- and a truly progressive Western culture would respect both./QUOTE]