Ben Macintyre
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The Government has decided that young people are rude and must be taught better manners in school. Of all the currish, lily-livered, puke-stocking ideas dreamed up by those odiferous tickle-brained rump-fed codpieces, this must be one of the most addle-pated.
There, that feels better. Rather than teaching children courtesy (which cannot be taught, only learnt), schools would do far better to instruct their wards on the long and glorious history of the British insult. The ability to give and take offence is a vital part of our national heritage, but it is a tradition of scorn that is fast dying out.
One of the more depressing aspects of political discourse in Britain over the past decade is the lack of memorable insults. The late Robin Cook was the last politician willing and able to dish out really inventive invective, and even he was mild compared with his more malicious predecessors.
In ten years Tony Blair has not delivered a single one-line public insult worth remembering. Even the insults aimed at Mr Blair seem pallid. Thatcher’s reign left her festooned with nasty labels: Rhoda the Rhino, Attila the Hen, Virago Intacta, Petain in Petticoats and La Pasionara of Privilege. Poodle Blair just doesn’t have the same bite.
British public figures are no more polite and forgiving than they ever were, yet there is a widespread fear of saying anything offensive. When a politician does give offence – as with Boris Johnson’s views on Liverpool, for example – this is adjudged a mistake, for which atonement must be made. The calculated insult, once the gold standard of British politics, has been devalued beyond all recognition.
Winston Churchill was probably the rudest politician in history, a bard of the barbed quip. Like all great insulters, he worked on his craft, savaging friend and foe with equal witty pleasure, and plenty of malice aforethought. Indeed, as F. E. Smith once observed: “Winston has devoted the best years of his life to preparing his impromptu speeches.”
The very earliest recorded insult, as far as I can ascertain, was painted some 4,300 years ago on the walls of the tomb of Ti in Saqqara, Egypt. It depicts one fisherman saying to another: “Come here, you copulator”, or hieroglyphs to that effect. It is not Oscar Wilde, admittedly, but it was start.
Shakespeare was the master of the well-turned slur. He recorded and invented so many offensive terms that there is an Elizabethan insult kit on the internet that will generate an infinite number of Shakespearean insults to suit all occasions. The well-honed insult is so much more than mere rudeness. To give offence properly requires careful study of the intended victim and their frailties and vanities, for what one person finds insulting another may regard as entirely benign, and there are crucial geographical variations to bear in mind.
A recent survey by the Dutch psychologist Boele de Raad found that the Spanish respond most violently to insults related to family members and animals; the Dutch take offence at diseases; the Germans cite bodily functions, and the British, sex and body parts. The mother-insult is a worldwide phenomenon, from Finland (Aitisi nai poroja: “Your mother has sexual relations with a reindeer”) to China (“Nide muchin shr egad a wukwei”: “Your mother is a big turtle”), but we British don’t seem to mind so much when our mothers are insulted: which, come to think of it, is quite an insult to British mothers.
David Beckham proved himself a true ambassador for Britain when he went to the trouble of learning how to insult Spanish officials during his time at Real Madrid. He managed to get himself sent off in 2004 for calling a linesman hijo de puta (son of a whore), but then ruined everything by admitting afterwards that he didn’t know what he had said.
The 17th century was the heyday of the British political insult, with Dr Johnson sticking the boot in with inspired venom. Hansard once echoed with such parliamentary language as “guttersnipe”, “seditious blasphemer” and “pantaloon”. The world wars and the Cold War also offered wide scope for theatrical offensiveness: Krushchev raised the bar in 1960 by pounding his own shoe on the table at the UN, thus adding insole to injury.
A talent to abuse continued to be valued until quite recently, with Alan Clark sneering at Michael Heseltine for having to “buy his own furniture” and Denis Healey comparing an attack from Geoffrey Howe to “being savaged by a dead sheep”. Indeed, an inability to be adequately rude was traditionally seen as a political failing. John Major’s description of Saddam Hussein as “a very nasty piece of nastiness” earned him well-deserved ridicule.
The British political insult started to die in May 1997. The age of spin required that slighting remarks be delivered sotto voce, anonymously, though the planted story and the sly aside. Politicians were just as rude as ever, but seldom to each other’s faces: this was called “civility”.
Today, to get our fix of bile, we must turn to the television diatribes of Simon Cowell or Alan Sugar, professionals churning out confected insults aimed at people who do not matter and cannot defend themselves.
While our politicians worry about instilling the “soft skills” of good manners in schoolchildren, the political world is no longer illuminated by the clear, glinting flash of the truly original insult. It is time to bring back the art of impoliteness, to revive that golden age when a politician could not see a belt without hitting below it.

Ben Macintyre is Writer at Large for The Times and contributes a regular Friday column. His earlier roles at The Times include being editor of the Weekend Review, parliamentary sketchwriter and bureau chief in Washington and Paris. He has also published a number of historical non-fiction books
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Very silly article. Teaching manners is one of the nanny state measures I would agree with. One major difference I notice every time I visit state and public schools is that the public schoolkids have so much more self confidence, they don't have to resort to silliness or rudeness because they know the rules of social discourse and how to behave with adults / strangers. If we could get that public school (hideous word) ethos into state schools it would do wonders
John Ledbury, Kings Lynn, England
I blame the schools. Makes me want to call out sick and watch Blackadder.
Zach, New York, NY,
I always liked "pusilanimous quidnunck" from Billy Budd
John Tischer, Tepoztlan, Mexico
As usual, leave it to the Yanks to carry on...
Or one Yank, if I may refer to a southern man by that name... Christophe the Insultor. http://www.insultor.com
He follows a calling higher than that of politics (but then again, any calling is higher than politics) - that of the personal, vitriolic, floral, and sometimes very graphic insult.
Woodrow P. Texas, Austin, TX
How true, how true. Alas for our orally-bankrupt politicians and their pith-poor progeny.
Niels, Bay St. Louis, MS (USA)
The exchange between Disraeli and Gladstone referred to never happened. It was actually between two less well known politicians.
Shahid Khan, London, England
eric from N.H.,
I enjoyed the reference to the Parliamentary exchange. I recall it as Gladstone to Disraeli thus: "Disraeli, your end will either come from the gallows, or of venereal disease." Disraeli responded, "That, my dear Gladstone depends on whether I embrace your principles, or your mistress."
Where are the masters of tort in politics today?
Karl K., Sarasota, FL
There was once an exchange in Parliament where one member said, "I trust, sir, that you wil either be hung or die of the pox."
The other replied, "That depends, sir, on whether I embrace your morals or your mistress."
Fisticuffs ensued. Then Black Rod hit them both over the head.
eric stanway, Fitzwilliam, United States/NH
Why you... you... you JOURNALIST!
Oh god I'm so sorry, I should never have said that. Please do accept my sincerest apologies. It was completely out of my character, I assure you all. It will never happen again, I promise you this. And to anyone else I have offended, I also extend my heartfelt sorrowfulness at any pain I have caused you.
We haven't had any good apologies from the government lately, either.
Tim, Winnipeg, Canada
Dear Mr MacIntyre,
Re Margaret Thatcher: you forgot to mention "The Immaculate Misconception" - courtesy of Norman St John Stevas.
Sonny, Crawley, UK
Do I agree? Does fifty lbs.of flour make a big biscuit?
Mark Hackett, Jackson, Ca.
Perhaps the natural evolution of the insult is to a more subtle intellectual sarcasm. Certainly use of foreign expressions can add spice, especially when they seem innocuous. The Chinese observation of lackeys running dog doesnt quite seem to have the bark here in translation.
Those preferring a dig which rankles could issue an insult in an obscure language and then loosely translate as a mild compliment, hoping that the victim will repeat it, thinking it to be such.
Crude insults lack the finesse which their serious use demands. Or perhaps the concept of an insult is now too judgmental for a world. rife with correctness.
dr venables preller, Warminster, UK
Most entertaining. Pity, though, that you didn't include the delightful 'Giovanni' insult directed at John Prescott.
And I don't think you are quite right about British insults and mothers. Very recently a friend who had retired after a long teaching career told me that, in his experience, there was two words which were virtually guaranteed to start a fight. They were: 'Your mum...'
Andrew May, Wimbledon, UK
What century do you currently live in, Peter?
Chris, Tidewater, VA
It occurs to me that the loss of manners might be directly responsible for the inability to express truly biting insults. When rudeness is part of the everyday routine, calling someone a 'toffee-nosed, malodorous, pervert' is shrugged off, since it seems so ineffectual. If everyone had more manners, the insult would carry so much more meaning.
Dave, Owego, NY, US
Equally, Ben Macintyre could well have taken effective examples of flaming political invective from both George Galloway and Aneurin Bevan. Before the Senate, Galloway is reported to have referred contemptuously to this: "lick-spittle Republican committee."
Aneurin Bevan, the master of political invective denounced his opponents as both "Gadarene Swine" and being "lower than vermin".......two men, both considerable masters of vitriolic political invective. Perhaps the list should be extended with reference to Tony Benn, also to the description of Hugh Gaitskell as a "desiccated calculating machine."
Nigel Hammond, Abingdon,
What an entertaining and instructive article, Ben. I remember times, while studying or working in other countries, when I accidentally, and loudly (I'm an American) misspoke a phrase which first caused anger, but then amusement at my verbal blundering.
In Colombia, I once said "No tengo gusto de los preservativos en mi alimento," which I thought meant, "I don't like preservatives in my food," but to my amused audience's ears, I said "I don't like condoms in my food," "preservativos" being condoms. When my amused hosts informed me of my mistake, I said, in Spanish, what I thought to be the equivalent of "Oh, I'm so embarassed," which was "¡Oh, soy así que embarazado." - I didn't know that "embarazado" meant "pregnant" in Spanish.
My amused host pointed out that I was pregnant because I didn't use condoms. I was a great source of comedy (more than rudeness) to my Colombian friends.
I've made other blunders in Chinese, and Japanese which are too rude to mention here.
Karl Kauffman, Sarasota, FL
Wasn't it Michael Spicer who said that "the trouble with Michael is that he had to buy his own furniture".
Am I alone in finding the "savaged by a dead sheep line memorably unamusing?
MTK, London,
seditious blasphemer
Must have been the honours list.
JonB, Glasgow, UK
So would you say that we have not a Parliament, but a maundering and dishevelled kakistocracy with the ability of a mindless coroboree of baboons?
Frank Upton, Solihull,
How did Dr. Johbson stick the boot in the 17@ when he waas not born till 1709? Always verify your referenes mate.
Peter Croft, Cambridge, UK
Wonderful
Patrick Hewett, Patumahoe, New Zealand
For automated Shakespearean insults, check out:
http://viper.infotech.monash.edu.au/~davids/cgi-bin/ShakespeareanInsult.cgi
David Squire, Melbourne, Australia