Did anyone watch the Channel 4 mockumentary tonight? In case you missed it don't worry because it was appallingly bad.
Satire involves mockery, but there was nothing to laugh about in this po-faced account of the horrors that awaits the UK if Nigel's gang take power in May. The script was banal and the ending obvious. Pulling holes in the story is a waste of time as there were too many to list, but the one where a newsreader announces that sixty-eight percent of the population support the new government's drive to kick out illegal immigrants sticks in my mind because minutes later we are treated to riots in the street. Trust me, if such a big percentage supported our Nige then the couple of hundred remaining Trots in Britain would be back at daddy's Surrey pile shitting their loads.
What made such a good idea so bad? It seems as if the grandsons of the late Sir Bufton Tufton converted to New Labour in the 1990s and their children are now making TV programmes of which this is a fine example of the genre. These wealthy children of the Metropolitan elite have convinced themselves that UKIP means the end of civilisation as we know it, probably because it is unique in being a mainstream party that is not run by them or their friends.
Dear God, UKIP really is a party that is made up of small town cardigan wearers who seem to have been asleep since the League of Empire Loyalists folded in the 1960s. They are ripe for mockery and deserve to have to piss taken out of them on so many levels.
This just isn't one of them.