That silly burger Jeremy Corbyn is losing touch with the Labour Party’s roots with McDonald’s ban

WHICH is Britain’s most snobbish political party, do you reckon?

The party most likely to not only look down on the working class, but despise the low paid for their outlook and lifestyles?

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The obvious answer is the Conservatives, seeing as they all seem to be public school-educated toffs with sackloads of dosh secretly squirrelled away in places like Panama.

People with marbles in their mouths who pronounce the word “power” like this: “Paaaaaaaaaaaahh.”

But not any more. Jeremy Corbyn’s Labour Party outsnobs the Tories easily these days. It seems to actively hate the working class, the very people it was set up to represent. And it is the party of which I’m still a member.

The latest demonstration of this came when the party banned McDonald’s from having a stall at its annual conference this year.

The middle-class London lefties who now run the party hate McDonald’s.

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Because it is American, for a start, and they hate everything American.

And because it serves fast food. They’d much rather the poor ate a plate of steamed Fairtrade kale and goji berries than a Maccy D cheeseburger (still only 99 pence — great value. And no, I’ve not taken a backhander from Ronald McDonald.) They hate it because it’s big business, and they don’t like big business one bit.

The hypocrisy is quite incredible.

The party says it does not approve of McDonald’s employment practices.

And yet only a few weeks back Jeremy Corbyn was happy to address the British Kebab Awards, and praise our kebab shops to the skies.

How many workers in kebab shops are unionised, Jezza?

How many get the sort of sick pay doled out by McDonald’s, or the after-work benefits or the career structure? McDonald’s employs 85,000 people in the UK alone and has helped thousands of students to earn a half-decent wage while they struggle through college.

And people like the food — not smug tossers in Islington, maybe. But ordinary people. It’s cheap and tasty.

Sure, you wouldn’t want to eat it every day. And they still haven’t come up with anything quite as good as Burger King’s old bacon double Swiss with cheese and mushrooms.

But I eat at McDonald’s from time to time and I’ll bet you do, too. Labour thinks you’re a pleb if you do, though. It couldn’t think of anything worse.

Labour also hates that harmless nod to patriotism, the St George’s flag.

One of its candidates, a Welsh idiot, once said that anyone who displayed the St George’s flag was a “simpleton” and a “casual racist”. It’s the working class who do that, mate. We are patriotic. This same snide and snobbish outlook was also displayed by a very stupid woman called Emily Thornberry.

Emily is — hilariously enough — Corbyn’s Shadow Defence Secretary.

With every day that passes, Labour grows more distant from its grass roots — from the very people who need a party that will fight to improve their living standards.

It has become a talking shop for demented, middle-class metropolitan liberal lefties. Snobbish and increasingly irrelevant.

Party girl LiLo might get mullahed

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— SLEB nutjob Lindsay Lohan is apparently thinking of converting to Islam.

She was photographed holding a copy of the Koran and trilled: “I’m a very spiritual person.”

Yeah, me too, love.

I assume she was scouring the Koran for loopholes.

Islam isn’t terribly keen on bisexuality, drugs and alcohol, Lindsay.

You’ll end up being pushed off the top of a high building or being flogged by some ranting mullah.

— THE charity Age UK has just been hammered by the Charity Commission.

An investigation in The Sun revealed that it was trousering six million quid every year advising elderly people to buy their electricity and gas on an E.ON tariff that cost them £245 more each year. Meanwhile, E.ON slipped Age UK the dosh for pointing vulnerable people in the right direction.

The commissioners criticised Age UK for not bothering to mention that they had a lucrative little deal set up with E.ON.

If you can’t trust charities, who can you trust? Now, how about Age UK pays the money back to the pensioners it misled?

Tom Wright, boss of the charity, could probably pay it out of his own pocket – he earns £180,000 per year.

You wonder who these charities are working for.

Hands off our ’Baldis

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AS if there wasn’t enough to be upset about, now our biscuits are getting smaller.

Manufacturers are cunningly reducing the size of their products.

So now a chocolate digestive is about the same size as a Hobnob used to be, and a Hobnob about the same size as a ginger snap. I’ve noticed this but I thought it was just my imagination, part of getting older – like coppers looking younger and TV newsreaders seeming more stupid.

But nope, it’s true. The big companies are saving money.

I’ll bet one of them will have the nerve to tell us that it’s all about the fight against obesity.

Well, sod that. We should take to the streets – Leave Our Garibaldis Alone!

Incidentally, isn’t it a shame you can’t buy Gipsy Creams any more?

I used to love them. It was the name that did for them, of course. But I wouldn’t mind if they were brought back under a more PC name – such as Traveller Creams, or maybe Oppressed Minority Creams.

— KIDS as young as four years old are being asked to “define” their own genders by a local council. A letter sent to parents said the children should be able to choose whatever gender they fancy.

Which council? Go on, take a wild guess. Yep, it’s Right-On Brighton. I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again – I would rather live in Pyongyang or Damascus than Brighton.

Here’s my advice to the parents of those toddlers. If your kid has a willy, tick the box marked “boy”. If not, tick the one marked “girl”. Clear?

Liddle’s Law

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HEY – I’m delighted to tell you that “Liddle’s Law” has made it into the popular lexicon.

A few weeks ago I mentioned that the more grovelling an apology from a public figure for something he or she has said, the more likely it was that the thing they originally said was absolutely true.

The greater the truth, the bigger the apology.

So when the novelist Ian McEwan annoys the transgender lobby by suggesting that people with a penis are usually men (shock! horror!), his apology ran to several pages.

Anyway, a very good blogger called Patrick West has dubbed this Liddle’s Law – and the latest to fall foul of it is Stephen Fry.

Stephen suggested that some people who were sexually molested a long time ago had allowed a fairly minor unpleasantness to wreck their lives, and wallowed in self-pity.

Yes, bang on, Stevie. And so now, after a social media frenzy, he has apologised “unreservedly”.

Liddle’s Law, Mr Fry – you were right first time.

— SO we still aren’t allowed to know the names of the celebrities involved in that threesome.

We’re allowed to know that a paddling pool full of olive oil (I bet it wasn’t virgin olive oil) was used, somehow. Eeeewww.

But not the names of those involved.

(Do you think they later used the oil to fry some chips? It seems a terrible waste if not).

Anyway, as my colleague Jane Moore said yesterday, the injunction stopping us from knowing who’s involved is an absurdity.

Especially as every other country in the world is allowed to know.

Freedom of speech is a very precious thing, and too easily snuffed out.

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HERE’S a surprise. Many of the Muslim chaplains paid for by you and me to minister to jailed Muslim offenders are teaching them how to be better extremists. Filling their heads with the usual vile rubbish.

This comes from a leaked Government investigation.

There are 200 of these imams and we pay them £40,000 each. If George Osborne, left, is looking for a quick way to save eight million quid?.?.?.

YIKES! Transplant patients beware. Apparently IS is killing its own badly wounded fighters — and flogging their organs on the black market.

That’s a worry. Listen, when the docs whip out my liver and replace it with a new one, I don’t want the postmark to be “Syria”.

I just hate the thought of wandering along a street, minding my own business, when my new liver blows itself up with a scream of “Allahu akbar”.