Is it just me or is there a volcanic sexual tension bubbling under the crust of the fraught relationship between Lord Mandelson and Shadow Chancellor George Osborne?
Once again, it's just you, Jan. She continued:
So as they both clip-clop up this Brokeback Mountain of mutual political desire, my fanciful homoerotic narrative buried deep and unknown in their respective saddles, we can be sure of one thing. It will all end in tears.
George Osborne, it should be noted, is married. But frankly, what the hell is she on about?
But when she turns to describing Mandelson in detail, those 'undertones' (ahem) of homophobia raise their head again:
Mandelson seems more ebullient than ever before, intoxicated with himself and his own fabulousness.
With his blue suede shoes, his peach mansion and his green tea devotionals, he is like a rock star camping it up on a farewell tour.
'Fabulousness'! Green tea'! 'Camping it up'! Because he's gay!
And then, in a phrase she probably found in the same book as Amanda Platell's 'chocolate labrador' remark:
It is as if, after all these years of clawing his way up the soil pipe of politics, the psychologically astute Mandelson has suddenly realised that lots of people don't like him.
'Soil pipe of politics'! Because he's gay!
That's the work of the same Jan Moir who denies being homophobic or a bigot. Thankfully, today she has been exposed.