Jeremy Hunt...

The Guardian has tackled head-on the most pressing question of the day: why have so many experienced broadcasters been unable to say “Jeremy Hunt” without lapsing into profanity? The latest broadcaster to fall into this linguistic trap is Victoria Derbyshire, who immediately apologised (though the apology was rather spoiled by her insistence that “it’s usually men who say that”). The problem is not merely that ‘Hunt’ rhymes with ‘cunt’; it’s the juxtaposition of the word ‘Hunt’ alongside his job title, ‘Culture Secretary’, which creates the possibility for an embarrassing Spoonerism. Also, the only other Jeremy in front-line politics is Jeremy Corbyn, whose surname starts with the letter ‘C’.

Broadcasters must be acutely aware of the need to get Jeremy Hunt’s name right, which means they must be equally aware of the possibility of getting it wrong. Which means that the name ‘Jeremy Cunt’ will already be lodged in their minds, so that even a broadcaster as experienced as Victoria Derbyshire can let it slip out.

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