So Ken was crying over a script that he wrote, read by people given expenses and cast into roles. They call that acting. Fake tears for fake “authentic Londoners”.
When Ken put out his partial earning figures last week they turned out to be fake – this morning it emerges that he has quietly slipped out entirely new figures having forgotten to include his resettlement bung of some 70 grand despite a dubious claim previously that the figures had been signed off by an unnamed mystery accountant. Fake accountant.
This whole campaign has been dominated by Ken faking things. Like when he tried to fake a campaign bus. His manifesto is one long dodgy dossier of fake numbers. Fake finances, fake promises, fake tears, fake supporters. Time for Ken to fake off once and for all.