I have little sympathy for expats in Libya

I hate to sound mean-spirited, but does anyone else feel as bereft of sympathy for the British ex pats whining about how ghastly it was in Libya and how useless was our government in getting them out of the place? One hugely annoying woman, a teacher, explained to the news crews how she had suddenly understood the concept of “despair” while queuing for a plane at the airport – the implication being that before the unrest everything was tickety-boo with the country, nothing in the way of despair at all. Another ex pat monkey was fawned over on BBC Breakfast News for having been forced to leave behind in Libya a “beloved pet”.

They reminded me a little of those cretins with a sense of entitlement who decided, two or three years ago, to take a beach holiday in Beirut and then felt that their human rights had been infringed when the Israelis started bombing the place. You get paid a lot of money to work in Libya; the reason for this is that it’s a shit-hole presided over by a maniac. That’s the deal. The same is true, to a greater or lesser extent, of everywhere in the middle east. Shit-holes presided over by nutters, or Stalinists, or religious maniacs or all three. So don’t blame us when things get a bit nasty.