You know what the real problem with Nigel Farage is? It’s not his politics, for they are a matter of personal taste. No, it’s something more objective. His name. And not that improbable surname, either, the one that makes him sound like a Bond villain. It’s the Nigel.
There’s a passage in Julian Barnes’s novel Talking It Over which summarises the problem nicely.
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