If a part-Turkish, American born yet British, politician makes mockery of the clothing choices of a section of the population this is appalling, racism, tantamount to fascism.
‘Morally empty’ Johnson is courting fascism, says peer as Tory crisis mounts
It’s true that few are going to be praising his sense of personal morality. But really:
A Tory peer and former aide to David Cameron accused Boris Johnson of “moral emptiness”, casual racism and “courting fascism” as division over the former foreign secretary’s comments about Muslim women threatened to develop into a full-blown crisis for Theresa May and her party.
The comments by Lord Cooper, a former pollster who worked for Cameron at No 10, came after Jacob Rees-Mogg, leader of the party’s anti-EU right wing, criticised the prime minister for backing an investigation into Johnson’s remarks, in which he compared women wearing burqas to “letterboxes” and “bank robbers”. Rees-Mogg said May had countenanced a “show trial” of Johnson because of her “personal rivalry” with him.
All of which is to rather miss an essential part of that British personality. Or culture, if you prefer. Our linguistic foibles are well enough known. “Not half bad” means absolutely superb. “How nice” often enough “that’s disgusting or at least common.” This does all go rather further, absolutely every section of British society, down to and including the group of lifelong mates propping up the bar, makes fun of the clothing choices of absolutely every other group of British society. Including among that group propping up the bar. It’s as with accents.
For example, there was that purge of red trousers from polite society.
From South Ken to Shoreditch, from Jermyn Street to Mare Street – these days anyone that’s anyone is wearing red trousers.
If you want your leg-coverings to let the world know that you’ve got a few quid and don’t care who knows it, or that you have some big ideas about what’s on at the ICA right now – or simply that you are completely insane (but in a mainly non-stabby way) – then you’d better get your wife or girlfriend to take those jeans and chinos down to the charity shop post-haste!
Because there’s only one type of trousers you’ll be wanting to wear, and that’s RED TROUSERS. In fact – if you can’t wear red trousers you’d be better off wearing NO TROUSERS AT ALL. That’s what I say.
The ire starting from the fact that posh people wear red trousers.
The sassy brigadier busts out a red trouser in retirement. It has military connotations, namely the 11th Hussars, Prince Albert’s cavalry regiment. This is how they justify it to themselves.
That’s the original source of course. Hussar uniforms, therefore posh, thus why they’re a marker of it and thus disliked at best by all other Brits. So, we take the piss.
Why do people mock men in red trousers?
The correct answer being because we’re British. For we mock any and every observable point, facet or fact about any- and every- one. That’s just what we do. It is, in fact, our culture.
This is true of burkas, afros, Sloanes in red trousers, people who wear trakkie bottoms, Last of the Summer Wine has fun with housecoats and curlers, Beyond the Fringe with bowlers and flat caps – the list is as endless as the possible items of clothing. As is so often the case the immigrant, Boris Johnson, is more native than the indigenes.
And? The correct British answer to mockery of the burka is for those who do wear them to mock and tease those who do not. To do anything else is to misunderstand among whom one has arrived.