Last night, I wrote the following sentence:
Mr [Prince] Naseem, who is not a useless, worthless, waste of space
Even given the quantities of beer, wine and amyl nitrite that I\’d consumed before going online, this is the most shamefully inaccurate thing I\’ve ever said. Consequently, I\’ve committed ritual suicide as a penance and will do any further blogging from beyond the grave.
For the record, of course Prince Naseem is a worthless cunt; sending him to jail was the right thing to do; the people he crashed into are irritating whiners (if someone who harms you gets sent to jail, you should be fucking gracious about the fact that – entirely because of what the person did to you – he is having his life destroyed, because that is what happens to people when they are sent to jail); and stripping him of his MBE is pathetic.