WE live in wonderful times.
In a year or two, perhaps five if we are lucky, MPs will have figured out how to use Twitter.
They will have learned to avoid the pitfalls and errors which currently cause monumental embarrassment to them – and huge amusement to us – on an almost daily basis.
So let us savour this while we still can.
And so to Gavin Barwell, the Tory MP who this week fired off a Tweet mocking the Labour Party for supposedly releasing a press notice accompanied by an online advert about an “Arab girls” dating service.
Labour responded with a link explaining how those Google ads work, by using your specific web history to offer goods and services in which you seem to have an interest.
This strikes me as the 21st century equivalent of a vicar giving a thunderous sermon about the evils of lustful behaviour, then pausing to mop his fevered brow with a “handkerchief” pulled from his pocket, which turns out to be a pair of frilly knickers.
Except that probably never happened. And Gavin Barwell’s thing did. On a global platform, in black and white, leaving a trail that will remain forever.
Like I said, we live in wonderful times.
