I attended one of the post-birth abortions Trump spoke of. They're real and they're horrific

By Abigail Pennson, our reasonable, plain-speaking middle-class columnist who believes Starmer may as well admit failure and call an election now

THE liberal media has scoffed at them. Fact-checkers deny they exist. Both lie. I, as I told Donald Trump personally, have seen one with my own eyes. 

Post-birth abortions, a healthcare policy spearheaded by Joe Biden’s Satanic abuse ring the Democrat party, are all the rage on America’s West Coast where the celebrities live.

Like you, I was incredulous when I heard. Doctors, blind drunk on the heady fumes of legal cannabis and a woman’s so-called ‘right to choose’, offering abortions for cash for up to six years after a child’s birth. And all legally.

I had to find out for myself. So, disguising myself as a billing agent, I snuck into a typical Santa Monica delivery room. Not knowing I would leave shaking, as covered in gore and changed forever as the policeman from Saw III. 

‘Sure you want it?’ said the obstetrician casually, to a woman already in labour. They’d already explained there was no way of determining the sex of the baby until it was old enough to tell them, to which the parents replied ‘Obviously’.

‘Like it?’ the midwife asked when the baby was born. ‘Hmmm…’ replied the couple, who may or may not have been Hollywood liberals Katy Perry and Orlando Bloom. ‘Let’s try it with a different Instagram filter. Because I’m not feeling it.’

A grotesque 45 minutes of trying on outfits and photographing the newborn against Prada bags followed before the woman, who I cannot confirm was Lizzo, shook her head. ‘No,’ she said, ‘It’s not what I hoped for.’ In the background a nurse fired up a wood chipper.

The couple – perhaps named Lively and Reynolds? – left the hospital cheerfully, waving at paparazzi. I staggered out of a rear exit, numb with shock at the depravity I’d seen. I called Trump that moment.

He wasn’t surprised. Like me, he has only to imagine a terrible, deviant action committed by his opponents and he knows it is real without any evidence. For both of us it is a gift and a curse.

Seven open relationship rules and why you will instantly break them, with the Mash sex columnist

HOW daring and/or bored you are to launch into an open relationship, to the envy of all your friends except those who’ve tried it! So 21st century f**kboi!

In theory there are zero drawbacks: sex with new people without having to give up that special someone you’re grimly getting through House of the Dragon with. It could indeed be the best decision one of you ever forced the other into. But you’ll break these rules:

Be honest

Come on. It was awkward enough breaching the topic of f**king other in the first place, now you’ve got to give a blow-by-blow account? Or blow-by-blow-by-blow if there were three of them? Sharing every detail of the weird foot fetish you’re finally having satisfied? No.

Go slow

You’re licensed to bang for the first time in a decade, are you f**king kidding? Three days past Go and you’re deluged by a tsunami of cock, is that going slow? You’re going slow when you get cystitis.

Deal maturely with jealousy

Talk it over. Agree boundaries. Share emotions. Instead of what you’ll actually do, which is say ‘I’m not jealous!’ in a higher and higher register, while spending free time stalking this Leo bloke she’s shagging’s Instagram with clenched teeth.

Don’t fall in love

Famously something you can control and not linked to sex, so this will be easy. Except cartoon hearts already flew out when you kissed, let alone saw his inner thighs. Flouting the ‘no sleepovers’ and ‘only date the same person once a week’ rules to have your boring old boyfriend hiss ‘this was meant to be casual’.

Don’t shag people you both know

What a crazy rule. How are you to know if your girlfriend’s met her workmate Amber, her best friend Jessie or her sister Mona? You don’t keep her contacts book. And when you said you wanted to see other people, you had three specific people in mind.

Tend to your primary relationship

In order to make an open relationship work without destroying your primary relationship, you must make time for your partner. If you could be arsed with that you wouldn’t be shaking your tits all over town in the first place, but you still need a back-up plan.

Close the relationship again

In theory, if things aren’t working out for both parties, you’ve agreed to end the open experiment. In practice, things will be working out great for one party but not the other. And if you want to close it, you’re the loser one.