What an iceberg.
The same way “states rights” got that way. It’s a way of muddying the waters by pretending your opponents’ opposition to your very concrete policies is opposition to very general principles that are hard to argue against.
“Those college kids are not protesting against that racist speaker’s racism – they are protesting against the general concept free speech!”, &c.
If people laugh at you, that’s an attack on free speech, apparently. By that standard, Liz Truss’s free speech is under more or less constant attack.
And I can’t let the “far-left activists” bit go by. The prank was organised by Led By Donkeys, which is probably the most Centrist Dad organisation in the known universe. The claim that the event “had to be stopped for security reasons” is a pathetic lie. It was stopped because Truss walked out.
Well, if she went on the loose in an uncontrolled environment…
It’s all fun and games until a stray lettuce leaf takes somebody’s eye out.
We all know the problems icebergs can cause.
Truss and sinking ships go together like tea and scones.
Truss and sinking ships are made for each other like arse and toilet seat.
Go, lettuce, go!
When she saw the banner she was off like a rocket.
I was hoping everyone would leaf that alone.
Not a lettuce’s chance in the summer sun we’d do that. You know better.
Maybe some day we’ll all turn over a new leaf. But don’t romaine holding your breath.
So the lettuce banner was unfurled by some romainers?
With their Bibb overalls the security folks must have thought the perps were just ordinary workmen.
They were holding a clipboard; the rough equivalence of a Top Secret Clearance.
I spent about 15 minutes trying to work a lettuce / vegetable pun about clipboards into my post. No luck. Then I gave up and went with just the overalls and no clipboards.
- Henry : A clipboard and a confident wave will get you into any building in the world!
– The Paper, 1994
I half expect that we’ll see how the prank was done in detail in an upcoming episode of Taskmaster.
What with a tricky Truss and a ticker so dicky as to be almost non-existent, I’d be tempted to call the Tories a bunch of Alfonses. Except that the last description you could apply to them is “Swiftly, and with style”.
Somebody on the venue staff deserves a good dressing… down.