Suzanne Moore, the journalist at the centre of the recent controversy about transexualism, is on safer ground in today's Guardian. She's launched an hysterical, ill-informed attack on Michael Gove. Below is my fisk of her piece.
One of the main things I learn as I age is just how much I don't know. Last week alone, I learned that I am clueless when it comes to putting together a TV stand from Ikea, making something "unscary" out of turkey mince, understanding the formulas in Brian Cox's new show or making a bored, tired child do pointless homework.
If the homework your child is being set is "pointless", and she's at a local authority-run school, that's not exactly a ringing endorsement of the status quo, is it?
Such modesty, I am sure, is what stands between me and a cabinet post (oh, and the small detail of not being a bloke, in the Tory party or even an MP, but that's just for sticklers).
Non sequitur claxon: You don't need to be a bloke, a member of the Tory Party or an MP to be in the present cabinet. (To read more, click here.)
