Fly Open

An understandable if none too aesthetic way of dealing with impotence is to wave the old chopper in the air; and it appears that the ever smaller and more flaccid person of Fishy Rishi includes a substantial enough smidgen of the common man to render him susceptible to that primal urge. Since he can presumably negotiate a turnstile or a ticket purchase about as well as he can negotiate an equitable pay deal for a few million public sector expendables, rail travel would naturally be out of the question even if Britain had railway companies disposed to facilitate it; so as there seems to be no alternative Fishy Rishi has been flitting about the country in private helicopters, and incidentally flashing the turgidity of his government's green agenda for all the world to see. Supposedly he has used taxpayers' money only when travelling on government business, and his wife's money the rest of the time; and of course there is almost no reason to disbelieve him.