The Tory party conference is perhaps the most rancid, smug and dangerous affair I can remember for years. The ruling party seem free to do and say what they want, claiming to reclaim the centre ground whilst lurching even further to the right, a rogue’s gallery of foul and incompetent villains like Ian Duncan Smith and Andrea Leadsome free to roam around the corridors and airwaves of power with their selfish , mean and frankly low IQ soundbites and agendas. It’s come to something when Theresa May is seen as the moderate one!
Some of the stuff they talk about would have made Thatcher flinch and the triumphant hot air and chest beating pomposity is more like the last night of the Proms than a political party. Instead of competing with UKIP for votes they have chewed up, digested and shat out UKIP and become the UKIP/Nasty party hybrid.
We are living in desperate and nasty times where doggerel is policy and so called ‘common sense’ is pub racism and we need a challenge, a voice, a critique, a snappy soundbite, something…anything.
We haven’t quite reached the depths of Trumpolitcs but it’s getting close. And yet there seems to be no debate. It’s like the lunatics really have taken over the asylum and there is no reply, no criticism – just a deafening silence.
Jeremy – these are no times for holidays…there is so much ammunition out there that maybe you don’t know where to start, maybe your brand of polite politics is a tad too quiet or maybe you are about to get started – but we are running out of time. We need to hear your voice, anyone’s voice, a voice now – we need that voice to be levelled, intelligent and non stop – we need the other side of the argument.
Speak up man – the ship is sinking.