Climate change or weather as I call it is the new hot topic for all the hippies and Corbynites to bleat about. So a few ponds have dried up in the Cotswolds and a couple of polar bears have died big deal.
You’re telling me that a polar bear wouldn’t eat you and your family if it had half a chance? Good riddance I say.
We’ve got all these weeping millennials saying it’s too hot. Not for one second have these self entitled piss pants spared a thought for our brave lads who were out fighting the Japs in the jungle.
I’d like to see them write their vegan recipes while slinging a Bren gun through the sweltering undergrowth! Or trying to convey the teachings of Mao while Zeros strafe their temporary encampment.
For too long this country has been in the thrall of those weak minded liberals who haven’t even killed one person with a bayonet. How can we as a nation become powerful once more if we don’t embrace those of us who have felt the hot breath of the enemy upon our face as our knife slides into their ribcage?
In the last few weeks we’ve lost Boris and I’ve lost my key’s but even under the blazing hot sun we must never lose what it means to be British.