When Priti Patel was in charge of shovelling out the £12 billions of Foreign Aid, at least we could be reassured that there was a ‘business brain’ behind the counter. But she screwed up by identifying a worthwhile project in Israel, helping Israeli Army medics run a hospital which was treating injured and sickly Syrians from across the border from Golan. Not ‘screwed up’ by not ignoring a project which was worthy of our help; but ‘screwed up’ by not telling the Muslim- and Arab-loving Foreign Office mandarins that she was going off the reservation.
So now we get ‘Mewling Mordaunt’, she of the instant empathy, overflowing sympathy, ever-ready to believe a ‘refugee’s’ sob-story, and access to a very large wallet, conveniently filled with taxpayers’ cash.
Where does she go on her first ‘taxpayer-funded jolly? She goes to basket-case Bangladesh, and promptly heads for the poor, misunderstood Rohingyas’ ‘refugee camp’, and is ‘overcome with emotion’ when faced with Misunderstood Menacing Muslims. She promptly hands out an extra £12 million to get then to shut the **ck up, and its all reported as ‘Britain rides to the Rescue’.
Thats all we need, financial help for a bunch of muslims based on some weepy woman’s feelings. Next thing will be, “Oh, we’ll get fifty thousand into UK because we don’t have enough bloody Muslims already!”
I despair; I really do!