So, the Royal Navy this week boasted of its largest ever drug seizure after it stumbled upon the haul during a “routine security stop” on a vessel in the Caribbean.

The navy warship reportedly seized cannabis and cocaine with a street value of £58 million in two raids in as many days.

Now, a point here if I may. This would be the same Royal Navy that claims it is so overstretched that it is unable to play a role in the operation to save tens of thousands of desperate refugees from drowning, yet seems to have enough time and resources to devote to disrupting the drug trade.

Second, what the hell was a Royal Navy warship doing in the Caribbean anyway? Are we invading Jamaica now too?

Call me dangerously deluded if you wish — it wouldn’t be the first time — but am I the only one who thinks they may have got their priorities a tiny bit skewed here?

Cocaine aside, which the late great Robin Williams accurately described as “God’s way of telling you, you have too much money,” on the one hand we have our armed forces seizing vast quantities of cannabis, an essentially benign substance which occurs naturally as part of our global flora, has myriad medical and social benefits and harms absolutely no-one; on the other, refusing hands down to participate in an operation which would save the lives of countless women and children fleeing a bloody conflict that the British armed forces helped to create.

Still, it’s all a matter of perspective isn’t it… and money.

Mind you, if the latest study into the devastating impact of the Tories’ benefit sanctions regime by homeless charity Crisis is anything to go by we’re going to have a refugee crisis here on our own doorstep.

Crisis called for urgent reform of the system, warning that homeless people and those suffering from mental ill health are among the direst hit by the government’s draconian measures.

A survey of 1,000 people from homeless hostels and day centres found increasing numbers being forced to sleep rough or go hungry as a result of sanctions.

At the same time the Trussell Trust has warned that demand for foodbanks is escalating at an alarming rate with more and more families being forced into destitution and poverty by the callous assaults on the welfare system by Iain Duncan Smith and his cronies in the DWP.

The sick and disabled are being thrown off benefits for totally spurious reasons and thousands have died after being forced back to work.

If that’s not a crisis I don’t know what is. There’ll be queues a mile long trying to seek asylum in Scotland if this carries on.

And speaking of perspective, or the glaring lack of it, we come to billionaire buffoon and blowhard Donald Trump.

The presidential candidate of choice for the hard of thinking this week stirred things up again by claiming that Muslims shouldn’t be allowed into the US.

So much for “bring us your tired and huddled masses.”

Quite why everyone was so surprised by his latest cretinously racist comment I don’t know. Let’s face it he has form.

A few weeks ago he said with no sense of irony whatsoever that: “My family didn’t come to America to make their fortune just to have immigrants take their jobs.”

Enough said.

The be-syruped bigot attempted to justify his comments by saying that in cosmopolitan cities such as London, whole areas had become “no-go areas” where the police feared to tread due to the large proportion of Muslims and immigrants living there.

In one sense Trump has a point even though he’s got it arse about face as usual. There are very definitely “no-go areas” in our metropolis — the main one being central London where house prices and rents are so astronomical that you have to be, well, a billionaire to afford them.

The latest figures show that you need to be earning £120,000 a year to afford to rent a half decent place of your own in the capital and retain a reasonable standard of life.

Meanwhile a cupboard under the stairs was recently advertised for £500 a month.

The whole sodding city is one great no-go area for the vast majority of us.

It’s not immigrants that are the problem, its bankers and hipsters who move into an area like a plague of locusts, drive up the house prices and force the working poor out.

Give me Tottenham or Brixton over Shoreditch or Hampstead any day — you meet a better class of people.