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Sajid’s power play pose is a puzzle


Amber Rudd has gone, then. 

In light of the reasons behind her downfall, it’s been suggested someone should show her a copy of her own resignation letter – just in case she hasn’t seen it.

Stepping into her Home Secretary’s shoes is Sajid Javid. There does seem to be a bit of a problem with that governmental footwear though – the left and right shoes seem to be unfeasibly far apart.

Perhaps that explains the rather comical photo of Mr Javid outside his new office, looking like he’s in the process of doing the splits to entertain the press pack. This feet wide apart stance isn’t anything new for the Conservative Party’s bigwigs, though.

Over the last few years, the likes of George Osborne, Theresa May and David Cameron have all been snapped looking like they have severe chafing problems. Interestingly, they have also all fallen from power spectacularly... except Theresa May, who is (at the time of writing, at least) still Prime Minister. We’ll see if she becomes another victim of the ‘power pose’.

Adopting this stance is, allegedly, a good way of boosting your confidence and making yourself look big. I find a 1Kg bar of Dairy Milk has a similar effect for me, but with a similarly high risk of splitting my trousers.

Somewhere, a PR team are high-fiving and laughing their expensive socks off, having successfully made yet another senior member of the government look like a berk by suggesting it’ll help them look more powerful.

This post first appeared as the second piece in my column/page in The Mail and the News & Star, on the 4th of May 2018. It was re-titled as "Putting his foot in it", and ran without the image the article was about, which is unfortunate!

Seriously, though - what the chuff is this all about then? They DO know they look like idiots, right? Wow.

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