And then there’s this charming fictitious story that two of those “feral” foster children might well have later read. I can’t even imagine how I’d feel if I recognized myself as having been one of these two children and she’d made up this nasty unpleasantness with me in a supporting role. This is her at her most vile, and things like this are why I never, ever feel sorry for her.
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Funnily enough, I don't believe any of this. Reasons why:
1) The 'kept my legs shut' comment - are these not the same words some Tory had allegedly said to Jack? I have a horrible feeling it might've been Michael Portillo, but that just shows how ridiculous the whole story is. The guy's far more interested in railway journeys and his weather-inappropriate suits than he is in Jack's legs. I'm not remotely in agreement with his politics but honestly, as if he'd say that! Isn't it strange that two people would repeat exactly the same words to poor Jack Monroe?
2) In these stories Jack always likes to pretend the other person was defeated by the strength of her argument and/or wit, but we're all aware that JM is a stuttering, warbly-voiced mess whenever she's in the spotlight. I doubt she gets the last laugh very often IRL.
3) Most people don't pay that much attention to people walking down the street, do they? Even if you notice someone who stands out for whatever reason, it's unlikely that you'll engage with them.
4) You can tell a Jack fabrication (Jabrication?) because she always puts herself right in the centre of the anecdote. It's a bit pathetic tbh.