The candidate is a transy Goth with needle tracks, slit wrists, and a pierced tongue to help with her fundraising behind the dumpster in the alley. She has betrayed her upbringing, abandoned her principles, turned tricks with predators who despise her, and who don’t pay. She hates both herself and most of those who loved her once. Do you nonetheless vote for her, the Conservative Party?
Rishi Sunak is the carer for this damaged, deluded disaster. It can’t be easy. She betrays him freely, steals from his capital, fornicates his future and yet he comes to Commons every week to defend her from obloquy.
