Penurial – newly formed adjective; pertaining to the state of penury.
|synonyms:||poor, as poor as a church mouse, poverty-stricken, destitute, necessitous, in penury, impecunious, impoverished, indigent, needy, in need/want, badly off, in reduced circumstances,in straitened circumstances, hard up, on one’s beam-ends, unable to make ends meet, underprivileged, penniless, without a sou, moneyless, bankrupt, bust, insolvent;|
I have written before regarding the curious desire amongst the ultra-wealthy left wing intelligentsia to dress as though the only warp or weft between them and God given nakedness was a snatched item from the Sally Army bin outside their local Tesco.
Asymmetrical hems, with an oversized pocket or a missing sleeve for the women, shapeless jackets for the men, but all in a variety of ‘dyed in the sludge of the Ganges’ muddy hues. Those faded vegetable dyed numbers that can only be bought from ‘dear little shops’ on the Amalfi coast – or perhaps Highgate High Street – for a small fortune. There were strange asymmetrical haircuts to match the asymmetrical hems that could have been fashioned by the landscape gardener, with flashes of colour that God had never intended to burden the human race with. Several of the women, as if to emphasis their emancipated credentials, had bound their feet Roman slave style.
Geldof’s tailored Levi jeans with jagged gaping holes that a hardworking plumber personally wore through on unforgiving floors before they were ‘upcycled’ to grace a multi-millionaires latest example of private funded keyhole surgery. Corbyn’s assertion that he only wore the finest 50p t-shirts from an Islington street market – ‘he buys them all the time’ – probably because he can afford to wear them once and throw them away…the ubiquitous Palestinian keffiyah, wound round swan like necks that have an expensive weekly Moroccan mud wrap ‘for re-hydration’. Camila Batmanghelidjh’s insane belief that we would swallow the tale of how her ridiculous garments were made from scraps of fabric that her devoted fans had plucked from the streets.
All sure signs that you are not looking at genuine poverty, which would be far too proud to advertise itself so, but left wing intelligentsia desperate to appropriate the visible threads of a poverty that they are further removed from than Croesus.
This morning, ‘Woolly Wraps’ were happily sending out press releases of their latest coup. It seems that that grammar school educated guardian of the poor, Jeremy Corbyn, was not studying the latest speeches from the Conservative Party Conference yesterday to see how he could best protect his momentous followers from the rigors of a Tory administration.
He was out shopping, kitting out his latest ‘Jezzabelle’ with suitable threadbare rags for a millionaires wife to appear in public in.
Sue Reed, bespoke designer to those who wish to appear impoverished, takes garments donated to Oxfam and not fit to grace the back of a refugee, cuts them up, stitches them together again and flogs them, for a not inconsiderable sum, to the sort of aristocracy that likes to buy their Barbour jackets pre-worn…
A mere £79. If you’re really on benefits, you probably can’t afford it.
Cultural appropriation is heartily frowned upon by the right-on social justice warriors; can anyone explain why impecunious appropriation is acceptable? tdf? Sean Coleman?