I have decided to instutute a new award, to be known as "The Tim Worstall Award". This is not merely an exercise in getting my name spread across the blogosphere, ooooh, no. It is rather a modest attempt to provide recognition to those who have enriched the language of the Anglosphere by the invention of a new metaphor, simile, phrase, name, reference, some perfect addition to the way we describe the world around us. There are any number of worthy winners from the past but this award is only applicable to additions from now into the future. I am the sole judge although I will obviously welcome nominations. Whether or not where I see the phrase is actually the originator is irrelevant, the award goes to where I see it first.
The prize? A secret masonic handshake, an injunction to the winner to pat themselves upon the back and the right for that winner to organise their own party with lashings of ginger beer. Valuable as you will no doubt agree.
Awards will be on an irregular basis and purely at my discretion.
So, ladies and gentlemen, I give you the winner of the inaugural Tim Worstall Award, Mr. Dean Esmay:
People who genuinely care what happens to servicemen who come home wounded (and care about their families) have offered a challenge to Michael Moore.
I somehow doubt that Tubby Riefenstahl would ever accept that challenge.
Tubby Riefenstahl? A worthy winner I think you will agree.
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