Jeremy Clarkson is well known for his polarising viewpoints. But while he likes to ruffle feathers, he usually has sound logic behind his opinions. His latest column is no different, despite the headline being a worrisome idea. The column asks a simple question: why would someone want to be Prime Minister when they’re paid so little?
Now, being paid £164 grand a year isn’t half bad, is it? But when someone can use their experiences, knowledge, and intelligence to get a far higher-paid job elsewhere. This is why we’re left with, well, I’ll let Jeremy explain.
“So, who did you want as our next prime minister? The chap with the schoolboy suit and the non-dom wife, the bald man, the other bald man, the private pilot who looks as if he part-times as a model in the window of his local hairdresser’s, the woman in that tank or the lieutenant commander who’s half French? Or, in the best traditions of multiple choice, is the correct answer ‘G, none of the above’?”
“I cannot remember a leadership contest that was so shoulder-saggingly boring,” The Grand Tour presenter wrote before admitting that the world is full of people being told not to boo. Discussing the recent controversy in Formula 1, Jeremy explains that fans are being asked to not boo their favourite drivers’ rivals, and how this is spreading to other sports such as Wimbledon and even football.
“Only last week a woman from Sky News stood up and told the candidate with the tiny schoolboy suit — to his actual face — that he was ‘utterly corrosive’,” he writes comparing MPs to normal folk.
“Can you imagine saying that to someone in McDonald’s these days? You’d be out on your ear. But with politicians it’s deemed quite normal. Acceptable. Welcome, even.
“And that raises a question. Who’d want the job? And, having got it and experienced the eggs and the chanting and the abuse, who’d then say, ‘Yes. I now don’t want to be just a minister. I want more eggs and more chanting and more abuse. I want to be prime minister’?
“You’d have to be completely off your rocker,” Jeremy continues before comparing the salary to the BBC’s Louis Theroux.
“That, then, is what we need to remember when we look at the dreary list of candidates for the keys to No 10. Unless we can think of someone else to use as a receptacle for our anger and our disgust and our rage, we are never again going to be represented by anyone who’s even remotely normal.”