Despite the fact that only 349 people in the constituency of Rochester and Strood could bring themselves to vote Liberal Democrat (that many, huh?), nothing has changed.
The same MP is still in place, having changed his rosette but not his appalling opinions. And he joins his egregious colleague Carswell from Clacton to create what is now hailed as the ‘new face of British politics’.
It is not, of course, the new face. It is the old face. And it is significant that Farage and his party of bigots believe that their best hope of further representation is to recycle a load of old Tories.
Yep, according to Farage, there are more defections on the way, and the potential candidates are also completely unknown to anyone outside their families. If others depart the Tories, it might provoke a wry smile amongst those who oppose Cameron from the left, but is actually very scary.
Because what we are seeing is the re-emergence, red (or probably bright blue) in tooth and claw, of the real Conservative party, the one that ‘Dave’ has been trying to hide for the last half-decade, but which has been evident almost every time any of them, especially Osborne, utters a word.
Look at these two. Had you ever heard of them before they embarked on their UKIP journey? In a party of intellectual mediocrities, where the place of education mattered more than educational achievement, they had failed to gain any office of any kind. Instead, they mumbled and grumbled their right-wing prejudices, voting yes to Tory cuts and privately slagging off anything European or working class.
But now they are claiming to be ‘the party of the people’.
The party of the people!
This is why, presumably, we heard nothing from them when Osborne and his rich cabinet cronies were overtly moving the tax burden from the very rich to the very poor; and why we heard not a squeak at the withdrawal of funds from the People’s History Museum and the Working Class Movement Library. No argument from Carswell and Reckless here. The ‘party of the people’ didn’t give a damn. In fact, they approved it all.
They are not the party of the people. They are the party of a very small percentage of the people. They are, in fact, Tories who have had enough of pretending not to be Tory. They have come out in public with all the prejudices that the Tories eschewed at the last election, but which are absolutely fundamental to their lives and their form of government.
the fact is, there is no party of the people in British politics any more. Certainly not Labour in its current manifestation. Certainly not the soon-to-be-forgotten LibDems.
So where the hell do I go? Right now, I have no idea. None of the above has earned my vote.
But I will be reading the Green manifesto with great attention.
Today from the everysmith vaults: Was dismissive of the early release of tracks from Lost on the River: The New Basement Tapes, but have actually quite enjoyed listening to the album in its entirety. Rhiannon Giddens is a revelation and Mumford, James and Costello have worked well. Looking forward to the documentary if and when it ever gets showed over here.
The same MP is still in place, having changed his rosette but not his appalling opinions. And he joins his egregious colleague Carswell from Clacton to create what is now hailed as the ‘new face of British politics’.
It is not, of course, the new face. It is the old face. And it is significant that Farage and his party of bigots believe that their best hope of further representation is to recycle a load of old Tories.
Yep, according to Farage, there are more defections on the way, and the potential candidates are also completely unknown to anyone outside their families. If others depart the Tories, it might provoke a wry smile amongst those who oppose Cameron from the left, but is actually very scary.
Because what we are seeing is the re-emergence, red (or probably bright blue) in tooth and claw, of the real Conservative party, the one that ‘Dave’ has been trying to hide for the last half-decade, but which has been evident almost every time any of them, especially Osborne, utters a word.
Look at these two. Had you ever heard of them before they embarked on their UKIP journey? In a party of intellectual mediocrities, where the place of education mattered more than educational achievement, they had failed to gain any office of any kind. Instead, they mumbled and grumbled their right-wing prejudices, voting yes to Tory cuts and privately slagging off anything European or working class.
But now they are claiming to be ‘the party of the people’.
The party of the people!
This is why, presumably, we heard nothing from them when Osborne and his rich cabinet cronies were overtly moving the tax burden from the very rich to the very poor; and why we heard not a squeak at the withdrawal of funds from the People’s History Museum and the Working Class Movement Library. No argument from Carswell and Reckless here. The ‘party of the people’ didn’t give a damn. In fact, they approved it all.
They are not the party of the people. They are the party of a very small percentage of the people. They are, in fact, Tories who have had enough of pretending not to be Tory. They have come out in public with all the prejudices that the Tories eschewed at the last election, but which are absolutely fundamental to their lives and their form of government.
the fact is, there is no party of the people in British politics any more. Certainly not Labour in its current manifestation. Certainly not the soon-to-be-forgotten LibDems.
So where the hell do I go? Right now, I have no idea. None of the above has earned my vote.
But I will be reading the Green manifesto with great attention.
Today from the everysmith vaults: Was dismissive of the early release of tracks from Lost on the River: The New Basement Tapes, but have actually quite enjoyed listening to the album in its entirety. Rhiannon Giddens is a revelation and Mumford, James and Costello have worked well. Looking forward to the documentary if and when it ever gets showed over here.