The lack of money is the root of all evil – Playwright George Bernard Shaw
I couldn’t believe my eyes.
I was going through a list of infamous sayings – I like looking up weird stuff – when this onejust popped up.
“There’s nobody bigger or better at the military than I am.” It was the citation that piqued my interest.
It read: American cretin and 45th US President, Donald J Trump.
A cretin, if you didn’t already know, is a seriously stupid person and is generally used as a term of abuse. If that’s how he’s being remembered these days, there’s hope for us all.
But the Donald was that rare breed of politician, the completely obnoxious one, the serial liar who hits all our “dislike” buttons with such a shiver of annoyance that we question, yet again, the mental state of his many admirers. And, make no mistake, their numbers are legion.
Maybe it’s just part of the human condition, a need to believe in, and hope for, a better tomorrow.
Because we are no better. After all, we righteously imprison our petty criminals and simultaneously elect the biggest thieves to high office.
Alas, we continue to do so: a recent anti-corruption survey showed that a great many corruption cases involved politicians.
In fact, the link is a time honoured one. It was the writer and essayist H L Mencken who observed early in the 20th century that the honest politician was “an impossibility.”
In the English language, the “honest politician” is usually referred to as an oxymoron, or a figure of speech whereby two words reside in apparent contradiction to one another.
An example would be a “civil war.” Even President Zelensky would be the first to concede that wars are never mannerly, courteous, or polite. Indeed, they are usually nasty, brutish, and exceedingly violent.
A more placid example of said oxymoron would be “jumbo shrimp” for patently obvious reasons.
The indefatigable Mencken went further, however, and even attempted to define the breed. To his mind, the truly “honest politician” was one, who once he was bought, “would stay bought.”
The ample architect of artifice, that Mastodon of Malaysian Malfeasance known as Jho Low aka Felonious, had, like Mencken, also believed in getting the best protection money could buy.
To this end, he’d disbursed his not inconsiderable fortune towards insulating himself from any, and all, consequences.
But it is always the unintended consequence that will get you. In Felonious’ case, it was the portentously ancient Chinese curse that returned to haunt him: May you come to the attention of the authorities.
And he did, no thanks to the reporter Tom Wright whose global campaign to find Felonious had even sounded alarm bells in China: It wasn’t quite seemly to publicly disdain corruption while protecting one of the world’s biggest thieves now, was it?
Then the politicians he’d thought were “bought” had ended up in jail.
But he remained confident that there was nothing money could not buy so he resolved not to worry.
Like George Best, he’d spent a lot on booze, birds and fast cars while squandering the rest.
And there was a lot more where that came from. Possession was nine-tenths of the law, and he possessed a lot.
We just had no idea.
ENDS
