Jacob Rees-Mogg has faced criticism for lounging in the Commons during an emergency Brexit debate on 3 September.
https://twitter.com/JamesMelville/status/1169130627054149632
The display of “arrogance, entitlement, disrespect and contempt” has generated some hilarious spin-offs, though. And one of them is going viral.
Snuggle time
Filmmaker Alejandro Negueruela mocked up a cuddly moment between himself and Rees-Mogg as the MP appeared to be sleeping in the debate:
My evening at the Houses of Parliament. #ReesMogg #NoDeal #DateNight #Parliament #Brexit #NoDealBrexit pic.twitter.com/WgxXrw66YZ
— Alejandro Negueruela (@Alex_Negueruela) September 4, 2019
The cozy scene had attracted lots of praise, 30,000 likes, and over 10,000 retweets at the time of writing:
https://twitter.com/KittyKateWitch/status/1169282763914190848
You are a genius. LOVE this.
— Claire B (@ClaireR66349336) September 4, 2019
This is kind of hot so now I’m confused
— Owen Jones (@owenjonesjourno) September 4, 2019
And there’s more…
It wasn’t the only meme of Rees-Mogg’s relaxing time going round, though:
The dream of Jacob Rees-Mogg. (Via The Telegraph) pic.twitter.com/kM93sIeOK4
— Adrian Teacă (@aditeaca) September 4, 2019
https://twitter.com/mrchrisjohn/status/1169118114925174784
#JacobReesMogg .. As the man said “he is a lovely fellow when he is asleep 💤 but a strange fish 🐟 both in & out of the water” pic.twitter.com/sv0IKZ9jn8
— DeFonz (@dezfonz) September 4, 2019
Better than reality
Clearly, people enjoyed poking fun at Rees-Mogg’s parliamentary insolence. Laughter is the best medicine, they say. And what else can you do when the MP who’s played a huge part in bringing Britain to the precipice of a no-deal Brexit – and is leader of the Commons – shows this level of disdain during a debate on Brexit? If we don’t laugh, we’ll cry – for the sham that is Britain’s ‘democracy’.
Featured image via BBC News/YouTube








One might conjecture those particular green leather seats of the House of Commons are well-greased by numerous parliamentarians sweaty derrières of whatever Brexit or Remain divide as to make it difficult for anyone taking said seat later endeavouring to be seated comfortably without that the sitter slithers and slides on who knows what backside greasing parliamentarians have deposited on Pugin’s benches.