An amusing but startling account has reached the SKWAWKBOX of an expletive- and irony-laden outburst that took place early today in a Brighton chip-shop aimed at a leading left-wing Labour MP.
At around 4am, the director of a well-known right-wing ‘Labour’ faction must have been feeling peckish as he appeared in a chip shop not too far from the Brighton Centre where Labour’s annual conference is taking place.
The individual concerned, who has recently claimed anyone responsible for supposed abuse against a well-known, Tory-inclined BBC journalist should be kicked out of the Labour party and has made allegations of abuse by left-wingers against so-called ‘centrist’ MPs, launched into a remarkable tirade when he found a couple of left-wing Labour staff ahead of him in the queue.
Umaar Kazmi, who works as a case-worker for Labour front-bencher Chris Williamson, told the SKWAWKBOX:
It was about 4am and I’m in the chip shop with Nathan [Akehurst] and we were talking about campaigns. [______] came in and overhears our conversation.
He butts in:
“Were you one of Chris Williamson’s organisers, yeah?”
Me: “Yeah, we ran a stunning social media campaign”.
Him: “Oh, he’s a total, fucking arsehole, isn’t he? Total fucking arsehole”
He didn’t even wait for a reply, just turned on his heel and stomped out. As he stormed off, me and Nathan started singing ‘Oh Jeremy Corbyn’.
He wasn’t happy!
Nathan Akehurst corroborated Kazmi’s account.
Chris Williamson has, of course, earned the ire of the right by his outspokenness and, probably most of all, because he’s good at being outspoken and outperforms those trying to trip him up or smear him.
The behaviour of the factional director typifies the phenomenon with which Corbyn-supporters are very familiar: that of right-wingers all too eager on the one hand to manufacture outrage against abuse that never quite seems to be evidenced, while on the other more than ready to engage in actual abusive behaviour toward anyone who crosses them.
The individual in question left without buying his chips. It is not known whether he had intended to ask for vinegar or had enough sour grape juice to make it redundant.
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