If only the subject matter was less bleak, the timing would be almost comical.

You’d imagine that Home Secretary Suella Braverman, her long running campaign to outdo predecessor Priti Patel in the cartoonishly exaggerated villainy stakes in full swing, would be pleased to hear that one of the most abhorrent sex grooming cases of recent years has been finally cracked this week.

Or maybe, the 21 people convicted in Wolverhampton didn’t quite fit the preferred narrative. Did Braverman not tell us just days before perpetrators in cases like these are “almost all British-Pakistani”? Did Rishi Sunak not pledge that “political correctness” wouldn’t stop him from cracking down on gangs like these.

It makes you wonder how these 21-white people, convicted of what one experienced West Midlands police officer called “systematic abuse that has to be some of the most shocking I have seen in my career” fitted into that particular narrative.

Look up the mugshots some time. They’re not what you could call a particularly diverse bunch.

But then if we’re going to lay this kind of thing at the door of political correctness, our overwhelmed constabularies hands tied by the strictures of respecting cultural sensitivities and the demands of community cohesion, they you find yourself asking other awkward questions. You might also wonder how the prolific offender of this kind the UK has seen in the last half century being a white Yorkshireman fits in as well. If like me you vaguely remember the ex-Top of the Pops’ main man, knight of the realm and one time regular guest at Downing Street popping up on nostalgic list shows and the like well into 2000s you probably wonder what was stopping people from cracking down on him. Whatever it was, political correctness seems a remote possibility there.

You might also wonder who exactly were politically correct do-gooders protecting Belfast’s Kincora Boys Home from a much needed crackdown all the way back in the early 80s. Whatever else the various state agencies were involved at the time may have been, you feel cultural sensitivity was never high on the agenda.

But then why bother trawling through history when any trip to your local crown court will very quickly disabuse you of delusions like Braverman’s. Spend a few hours there and you’ll quickly see that if you want to paint a picture, or draw a court sketch, of every groomer who goes through those docks you’ll well and truly need every colour under the sun.

So we really don’t have to be surprised when Braverman’s own department flatly contradicts what she tells us, from the courts to the Top of the Pops archive the reality is right there.