"We have streets named after slave owners. We profited from a vile crime and feel no shame. We fear the arrival of immigrants that we have drawn here with the wealth we stole from them. For much of the rest of the world we must be the focus of bitter amusement, characters in a satire we don’t understand. It is British people that don’t learn languages, or British history. Britain is the true scrounger, the true criminal."
The rehabilitation of Frankie Boyle (in my eyes, at least) continues apace with this article on attitudes to immigrants and the SNP that manages to seethe with anger (naturally) but also contain some neat observations. The ongoing press tales of the Chipping Norton set are described as feeling "like a novel Martin Amis bashed out because his conservatory was leaking", while Boyle also points out the irony of Labour's "Controls on immigration" mug: "Let’s not forget where coffee and tea come from: this mug is bitterly opposed to its own contents." The conclusion (quoted above) is a powerful - and deadly serious - boot in the gut.
(Thanks to Damian for the link.)