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64 pages, Kindle Edition
First published January 1, 2020
They say that the sun never set on the British Empire. I meant it did, but it was hard to see behind the huge pile of dead Indians.Enough one-liners to make your chuckles mutate into horrified splutters. It’s a rollicking wave of bludgeoning satire, leaving no-one right-of-Frankie safe. At times, your political preference won’t matter, you’ll end up laughing out loud at his quintessentially British cynicism either way.
Part of the Brexit narrative has been that we need to become the Britain we once were: a nation at sea, where the sun never sets. Both of which will be achieved, but only because of climate change.I love his penchant for mixing mythical story-telling with current affairs. Whether labelling Toby Young a ‘villainous kneecap’ or an ‘unviable foetus’. Or laying low the Cummings behemoth:
Perhaps Cummings has been sent to test the resolve of humanity … a creature that’s existed since the dawn of time to thwart human potential, his likeness glimpsed in the margins of cave paintings, hieroglyphs and woodcuts.But Frankie’s main appeal for me is the fact that, behind the cutting exterior, he genuinely cares about people and politics.
The far right in Britain are using social media to recruit while the left use it to berate people for liking problematic music videos. I think a problem for the left is their essentialism: they see people as either good or bad, and the role of activism focuses on energising the good ones.Frankie deserves some sort of national treasure status now, right? Scottish treasure I might add (so as not to offend his Bempire-hating soul).