Moore shows what’s needed by the next democratic presidential contender

This Monday morning, in common with most email users, I will weed my way through offers of shareholding in companies so hot, they’ve doubled in value over the weekend, through offers of prescription painkillers sent in plain wrappers and through promises that my sex life will be vastly improved once I buy the product guaranteed to give me a bigger penis.

Then I’ll start deleting the jokes and cartoons sent by friends, some of which will be mind-blowingly and frankly unbelievably awful.

It boggles the mind that websites exist where amateur animators can jog the mouths of Bertie Ahern and Mary Harney up and down so they seem (if the viewer is good at suspending all critical faculties) to be singing some song or saying things they’d never normally say.