Rule Britannia… Her Majesty’s finest.
Today was to be the day of the big empty gesture.
The MP from the 18th century, Jacob Rees Mogg, was going to protest at the UK government’s capitulation over fishing, by throwing a load of dead fish into the Thames.
That would have shown them. Well, it would have if it had been even half organised. (No, OK, it wouldn’t. Barnier would still have been laughing at the cheap comedy Jeeves and Wooster show.)
But, of course, like everything else they do, it wasn’t organised at all.
They had failed to obtain permission from “Transport for London” to dock and pick up Mr Rees Mogg, and, without permission, Mogg was unable to board… so he had to walk to parliament for a committee meeting instead.
However, docking permission was finally sorted out, and Nigel Farage was allowed to board and make the empty gesture in his stead. (Never let it be said that Nigel turned down the opportunity for a bit of publicity.)
But what is surprising is that Nigel cares about fishing so much.
Except, of course, where there is some publicity to be had. When it’s just boring old meetings, pffff…who cares?
So, in conclusion, it occurs to me that we live in a union of countries where well over a million people every year use food banks, and where others go hungry and cold.
And some very rich playboys with vast fortunes (and shares in Russian Banks) think that it is appropriate to throw perfectly good dead fish into the Thames instead of giving them to a food bank or soup kitchen drop-in centre where they just might alleviate that gnawing feeling of hunger that some kids live with day in day out.