The ultimate dead cat

The dead cat analogy is supposed to be when someone drops a dead cat on the board room table to stop people talking about the real issues.

The migrant "crisis" of the last week is the ultimate dead cat.

On Sunday, when the most people arrived, 26 young men and boys landed on Kent beaches.

Even if each one was given a suite at the Savoy, dinner at the Ritz every day for the rest of their lives, the cost would pale next to the vast sums the Government has thrown towards friends, politically friendly companies and party doners for things they were unsuitable to supply. That was £263,000,000, and although they were supplied out of the specification supplied by the Government, the Government is not trying to recover the money paid. Nothing to do with the fact the supplier's owners ais the advisor to Liz Truss and his wife.

Government decisions have resulted in excess of 40,000 deaths this year alone.

Yet all they want you to think about is this fake crisis of people in boats wanting a better life so they can look after their families.

Oh yes, look after their families, do what's best for them. I seem to remember the Prime Minister defending a man who drove from London to Durhma, against the advice he helped write and publish, because he wanted to look after his family.

But for Dom it's OK, excusable. But for those fleeing war, torture, political and economic repression, some want to set the Navy on the boats and blow them out of the water.

Refugees, migrants, whatever you like to call them can claim asylum wherever they want, not just the first "safe" country they arrive in, and cannot be done from another country, so crossing to Kent is the only option they have. Maybe if they knew how racist the country was and how much hatred they would face, they might not have come.

Maybe that's the point?

But not a good look for a supposedly Christian country, hijacked by far-right hatred by sacked talk show DJ and serial electoral failure, Nigel Farrage.