“IT PUMPS ME UP!!!”
I KNEW David Cameron would try the Obama “anger translator” trick and screw it up. His speech today launching his small business manifesto (sic!) in London was made even more hideously embarrassing by not actually hiring in the translator. Perhaps it’s an English flaw, confusing mere rich-kid petulance with the fiery passion he’d dearly love to exude but can’t. And, one mo’ thang, Dave, it’s “you’ve got another THINK coming,” not “another thing” (which is what I heard mumbled on Radio 4’s World At One programme just now). Perhaps Dave should be given the opportunity to spend more time with his book after 7th May.
Team Cameron are making much of Dave’s claim that he has plenty of other things to do with his life and that being Prime Minister doesn’t mean as much to him as it does to the other party leaders in the general election. Smell the BS, taste those sour grapes and pucker up. Surely the role of PM is supposed to be the greatest honour this nation can offer short of tea and crumpets with Her Maj.
Ed is much more likeable, especially as the right’s relentless Bullingdon bully-boy tactics have won him the sympathy vote with the nation’s young women and given rise to the phenomenon of the Milifan. This is almost as bizarre to me as when mighty efforts were made to transform Margaret Thatcher into a sex symbol in the 1980s and overnight she was turned into Marilyn Monroe … at least in the eyes of old colonels, Little Ingerland and Alan Clark (who perved about her ankles). I felt like the little boy who saw that not only did the King have no clothes, he was wrinkly and ponked of formaldehyde as well.
Same thing happened with Tony Blair. Was I the only person on the planet who saw a bland posh-git Nigelesque twit whose only stand-out character trait was acquired when he achieved war criminal status over Iraq?
It didn’t bother me that Ed was caught inelegantly chowing down on a messy bacon sandwich, not a fraction as much as that Labour “immigration controls” mug (and I don’t mean Ed Balls). Re housing — which is surely part of the Labour USP — he’s tinkering at the edges, bringing in a mansion tax that catches accidentally asset-rich but income-poor Londoners; bashing the Buy To Let sector, which is a nice juicy target for skint governments, instead of tackling the root cause — NOT ENOUGH HOUSES BEING BUILT FOR THE PAST DECADES. Try that one, Ed, along with increasing decent social housing stock … and watch those pesky BTL landlords wither away as fast as their savings in the age of deflation.
While Austerity Bastard and Austerity Lite battle it out, we almost missed the super-rich doubling their wealth in the last ten years, thanks to the main parties politely pretending it didn’t happen like a fart at that tea with the Queen I was talking about.
It took the Labour Party more than a year to decide that the bedroom tax was a travesty and even longer to challenge the Tory narrative about the deficit, which has now set like concrete and for which you’d now need the equivalent of a political pneumatic drill to break through the lies accreted during the past five years. This election should have been a walk-over after the cruelty, theft and vandalism of the Tory/LibDem Coalition. Ed should heed Aditya Chakrabortty’s warning highlighting parallels between Labour and Greece’s Pasok party.
Who voted for the Royal Mail firesale? For tuition fees trebled, for tax breaks for the rich, the poor and disabled hounded to suicide? The explosion in food bank use? The whole IDS DWP nightmare?
On the other hand, look at the overlaps of ghastliness with the last Labour government. Who can forget the Private Finance Initiative, loving up to non-doms like Lakshmi Mittal (yes, Ed is doing something now), the near-complete collapse of house-building? Who was it who brought in tuition fees in the first place? How many in the Labour camp have financial interests in privatising the NHS (hi, Alan Milburn and Cherie Blair!). How many Labour peers voted for the NHS Privatisation Bill … and then it turns out they have financial interests? Former Home Secretary Dr John Reed a director of G4S, Jack Straw selling himself …
Ach! They’re all awful. Having personally witnessed how the far left is just another ruling class in waiting, I’ll probably vote Labour just to get rid of the Tories. It pumps me up not a lot!
Anna’s food blog here: