Nobody was more surprised than us when the Sun newspaper’s online website #SunNation ran an article last week featuring Kaya’s latest satirical observations on the revelation that new Labour Party leader Jeremy Corbyn had had a love affair in 1979 with Diane Abbott – news of which raised several million eyebrows and also raised some valid concerns about the wisdom of Corbyn having recently appointed Ms Abbott his new Shadow Secretary of State for International Development. Opinion quickly divided into two camps; on the one hand, say his supporters, this was an affair of the heart which took place whilst he was already separated from his first wife. Despite the lurid tidbits that were published about Corbyn and Abbott living in domestic bliss with their cat Harold Wilson and the pair of them touring East Germany on a motorbike, it was all a looong time ago, and though they remained political soulmates and allies, they broke off the affair and are no longer involved.
Corbyn’s critics and detractors, however, wondered out loud just how independent of direct influence from Corbyn would Diane Abbott be in her shadow post, which might eventually become a ministerial position if Labour wins the 2020 general election?
Kaya set to work and produced a new painting portraying the two happy lovers, complete with Harold Wilson – who is reading “Das Kapital” – and a copy of the Karma Sutra. In his usual style, Kaya presents them both naked, to remind us that just like in the fairy tale, the king has no clothes…
As this political story gained more and more traction in the Corbyn-unfriendly press, it seemed like the accusations of nepotism and possibly hypocrisy would quickly create an untenable situation for Corbyn, and, to quote one pundit in the right-wing press “One of them will have to go”. It seemed like things were getting worse for the beleagured leader, only a week and a half into his new job. Was there anything that could save him from this humiliation?
And then a miracle happened: On the 21st september the Dail Mail launched the first part of a serialisation of an unofficial biography of Prime Minister David Cameron, written by Lord Ashcroft – a Conservative Party super donor who had been promised a high level government job by way of thanks for all his millions, but who was then completely dumped by Cameron – and journalist Isabel Oakshott. The first installment of the serialisation dropped what can best be described as a political nuclear bomb (smeared with delicious revenge) on Downing Street and David Cameron’s reputation across the planet when it reported allegations made by an unnamed senior Conservative MP that whilst at Oxford University David Cameron had taken part in a bizarre initiation ritual to join an elitist dining club which involved his sexual organs and a dead pig’s head.
And that is how a pig saved Jeremy Corbyn’s bacon.
The internet almost exploded, and for three days solid wherever you lived in the UK if you stuck your head out of the window you could hear the sound of 50 million people cackling and laughing hysterically. The Twitter hashtag #PigGate was created, and went like wildfire around the world, trending at one point in over thirty countries. The Mail article the next day claimed that the young Cameron once asked two KGB agents if they could score him some cocaine or some marijuana, and other claims were made that Cameron had attended a socialite’s dinner party where cocaine was in abundance, though the soon-to-be Conservative Party leader did not report that he’d witnessed a crime taking place to the police and in so doing aided and abetted a criminal act…
A week has passed now, and the worst of it is over. After suddenly vanishing from public whilst the story raged, Cameron finally denied that it ever happened yesterday in his first public statement on the matter, but the fact is that whether he did the deed or not, he has been grievously wounded and humiliated. For the rest of his political life, David Cameron will forever be associated with that deliciously sordid imagery.
Kaya’s second new painting “David Cameron – #PigGate: Snatching Defeat from the Jaws of Victory” subtly celebrates Cameron’s humiliation. He is portrayed wearing Conservative blue shorts and a tee shirt on which is printed the head of a pig with a joint dangling out of the corner of its mouth. In his hands he is holding a slightly broken protest placard with a picture of a grinning Jeremy Corbyn as a learner driver on it, which refers to Cameron’s former smug glee that Corbyn might become Labour leader, and a widespread assumption was made that this would cause Labour to implode and become unelectable for the next decade.