‘Abba, selach ’ethon la nakhru mah h’mon pelalin!” Flood the zone with shit. Police investigators that pore professionally over horrific imagery online have counselling and mental health support. This week I’ve followed the news from Musk’s America for the sake of another supposedly funny Observer column, and no one’s checking to see if I’m coping. I’m going to go to CEX here in St Albans tomorrow to score a second-hand copy of Ruggero Deodato’s Cannibal Holocaust, just for some light relief.

“Abba, selach ’ethon la nakhru mah h’mon pelalin!” Flood the zone with shit. I asked to file this week’s supposedly funny column a day later than usual, hoping there might be some glimmer of hope by 4pm Wednesday. On Monday night I went out to do my standup show at Dorking Halls, and four hours later, when I got back to my hotel, the routine I’d just performed about America’s new leader Elon Musk was already irrelevant, white supremacists worldwide delighted that he appeared to have given two full-on Nazi salutes to the faithful. I didn’t have that on my Trump inauguration ceremony bingo card.

“Abba, selach ’ethon la nakhru mah h’mon pelalin!” Flood the zone with shit. To be fair to Musk, maybe the Nazi salute was just an unfortunate choice of gesture, made by a sleepless ketamine-gobbler. Who can honestly say they have never accidentally sieg-heiled a victory rally, twice, while also having a history of promoting far-right parties in Europe? I know I have. Although as Oscar Wilde, a classic diversity hire, might have said, “To sieg-heil the Magas once, Mr........

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