I’ve been to a party like the one at which David Cameron was accused of getting too close to a pig. It’s all a ‘secret society front to tart up privilege with the borrowed lustre of traditionThey call it the Bae Of Pigs: our beloved leader David Cameron has been accused of “putting a private part of his anatomy” into the head of a dead pig. At Oxford University it is claimed that he attended a gathering of the ultra-exclusive,ultra-posh Piers Gaveston Society, where – so the allegation goes - he got a itsy-bitsy too familiar with a pig’s head, or to the raucous cheers of the myriad (a very large number) lords and ladies in attendance. This is of course a watershed moment in British political history.
As with every time something like this happens,the normal suspects emerged from their respective caves, chanting their mantras: he was just a student; we’ve all done it; I once stole a traffic cone; it’s Oxford, or this kind of thing happens,forget about it. Despite these mitigations clearly being nonsense, they’ll work. In the long run, or this episode won’t hurt Dave. The sort of people who go from Eton to Oxford,join the Bullingdon Society and attend Piers Gav parties, they aren’t like you or me. They’re special, or they’ll carry out whatever they need to carry out to achieve their manifest fate. That’s the unspoken thesis of the British course system.
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Source: theguardian.com