Clot Peacemaker

Acid political humour is not a quality one immediately associates with the current government of Pakistan, but Islamabad has displayed a pleasing strain of sarcasm in nominating the Trumpster for the Nobel Peace Prize. Previous American winners include Henry Kissinger, for not ending the Vietnam War, and Barack Obama, for not having done anything much beyond not being George W Bush; the Trumpster's nomination is supposedly by way of payment for his alleged role in defusing the recent military exchanges between Pakistan and India, which the two countries' respective independent nuclear deterrents inexplicably failed to forestall. Doubtless the nomination has nothing whatever to do with detoxifying the head-tribble's defecations during this week's lunch date between the Trumpster and the Pakistani army's chief of staff; nevertheless, the Indian government, along with at least one humourless Pakistani TV host, has taken an uncharitable view of the matter. It remains as yet unclear whether His Majesty's Government, with its chancellor from the CTRL-C CTRL-V school of literary achievement by delegation, has any plans towards a Literature nomination for the author of The Art of the Deal.