The dust has settled but the forthcoming storms will agitate the Tories like the itchiest of itches. Propped up by people who believe the victims of an act rape should not ‘abort’ the result the Tories are in desperate straits. Such is their arrogance and the blasé support of the right wing press on practically everything they do they have not seen fit to bring any fresh blood through. With Corbyn teetering before the election the last couple of years has seen the emergence of Emily Thornberry, Keir Starmer and Chuka Umunna, all of whom have excellent leadership credentials.
The Tories have been too lazy to bring anyone through. Rudd is very capable but with a very slim majority in Hastings likely to be booted out in the next election. As entertaining as Boris Johnson is, he lacks the political gravitas and competency and apparently the Tory high command don’t rate him and focus groups have shown he is very unpopular with many people, presumably those who feel wanting to have a pint with someone does not constitute an ability of that person to run the Government. Gove is competent, sharp but toxic and the smart money seems to be on David Davis who comes access as reasonable but lacks the gravitas and is regarded as a maverick and too much of ‘hard brexit’ supporter to unite the party. Andrea Loathsome has shown she is not a safe pair of hands. So the Tories have to stick with the formidable track record of going from being 20 points ahead in the polls to five points behind in two months doing deals with the DUP.
The Tories would normally have stabbed her by now, but standing like a rabbit in headlights with a resurgent Labour Party set to boot them out of power if they change leader and obvious replacement to May they will limp on. But as every week goes by their brand is being eaten away and the dirty deal with the DUP will see them utterly discredited when people realise the shame and desperation holding our Government together
The people of Grenfell didn’t want a £5 million pound handout. They wanted 1% of that £50,000 spent on upgrading the cladding from the material used that barely scraped above the low standard set by building regulations to one that would protect them.
Welcome to austerity ….penny pinching Britain. A country where in Kensington one of the richest areas under the Conservative Government, and elsewhere; the rich get richer and the poor get poorer. London, a city where large expensive houses lie empty, and high rise flats, death traps, sit in close proximity. A monument to the failings of austerity and the class divide exacerbated by austerity.
There is nothing wrong with entrepreneurism and opportunity. But in order for this thinking to exist there is an engine room, the sort of people who live in high rise flats and social housing who do the leg work to make it all possible. As the rich have got richer these people have seen the value of their meagre wages dwindle in a most despicable manner. Unaware to most of us, also they have seen the safety of their homes compromised. The elected Government have the mandate to do so and I have to accept that. But never accept the denial of the right wing press that this country is fast becoming a nasty little shit hole. Doubtless the media etc will argue over the blame for years. But the de facto culprits in the Government and in local authorities know who they are and will have to live with themselves.
Surely what you must do is strike a balance. Like a car engine you can’t use shit oil and not service it properly. This is a fair analogy of austerity. Grenfell, sadly, has highlighted the massive divide in this country and what happens when you penny pinch rather than protect. The response of the Government has shown them up for their disconnect form the vast majority of this country. A disconnect that has seen a supposed unelectable maverick Labour leader near the reins of power. He gets it and people are getting him.
The Taylor report into Hillsborough saw the biggest change ever in football where stadiums were transformed to be made safe by the introduction of all seater stadiums. Thorough change is needed but you don’t need a report to know all old high rise flats need new safe cladding and sprinkler systems installed. Immediately. Ignore the bullshit that there is any risk in the installation of sprinkler systems. Planning regulations in this country were pretty good but the standard of the regulations only apply to new builds and not retrospectively. We must look after people in social housing in the same way that as the engine room of our economy they help look after all of us. Current standards of what is permissible in building need to be raised and then applied, retrospectively, to all social housing. We need to stop lying so much and treating people like dirt and have a fair society where a safe home is standard as it should be in any rich country such as ours.
I just hope something good can come out of this, maybe an acceptance that the class divide in this country, poor housing, schools and social care as all the vast wealth in this country is hoarded by a tiny minority is just wrong and a better social balance would benefit practically everyone.
All of a sudden Andrew was handed a get out of jail card. An invite to appear on the BBC Election Night coverage. Even better the other Corbyn hater Laura Kuenssberg was to appear. He’d feel at home with the other biased low grade journalist. She was so biased even her bosses had torn her off a strip.
He knew 98% of the viewers would be unaware of his petty one way vendetta with Corbyn. As Corbyn had proven Rawnsley absolutely wrong in his thoughts and opinions he hit the studio. ‘Mmmm’ he mused ‘ basically it is an extraordinary result that nobody forecast’ he told the viewer. This was true.
But Andrew had seen fit to miss out in his oratory that for two years the spiteful bile he had slung at Jeremy Corbyn has failed to stick. Corbyn was political suicide. Many people had called Corbyn finished, but they had the good grace to admit they were wrong. This was not for the unrepentant incorrect but high and mighty Rawnsley now established as a top Labour and Corbyn success denier.
Somehow Andrew had missed that actually the right wing press do not run elector’s minds and that he had totally missed the greatest change in a generation of electoral political thinking. He now changed his thoughts on how to give Corbyn no credit for his brilliantly successful campaign
To recap, the Observer Dear Leader Writer, Andrew Rawnsley had surpassed his own high levels of bias against Jeremy Corbyn in his penultimate and final leader column in the Observer. He felt smug, if a little ashamed at his petty one way feud. Unbeknown to the writer of this low grade satire on the same Sunday before the election dear Andrew had written another column for the Guardian.
Having given Jeremy Corbyn no credit at all for re establishing the Labour Party as an electoral force with a much needed radical agenda, the pressure was mounting on him to maybe not just blame Theresa May for Labour being within spitting distance of an upset he had assured his readers previously was impossible. It would test every ounce of his pride to succumb to some back tracking. But he also knew after his recent columns if labour won he would look theb greatest foolin journalistic history, which frankly he already was. So he set about writing an article for the Guardian.
The anger rose up inside as he added towards the end,
‘Yet even his most severe critics within his party will concede that Mr Corbyn’s overall performance has been better than they dared hope for at the outset’
He cushioned his self loathing at this de facto admission with a tirade of spurious and niggly slights and put downs in his article. He hated Corbyn for forcing him to puncture his defiant stance and felt like a traitor to Uncle Blair but in essence he cleverly made the praise scathing and allowed himself a little wriggle room in his denouement commentary for the next Observer column after the election. He knew his employers were too skint to get rid of him and employ one of the many other top journalists who can take an objective view and couldn’t wait for the election to pass. Hopefully with the defeat of Corbyn so he could continue coasting as he had been doing, in fairness he reflected, for years.
It had been another tough week for the Observer Dear Leader Writer, Andrew Rawnsley.
Last week, the penultimate Sunday of the campaign he had attempted and failed miserably in dodging a bullet by writing an article explaining astonishing rise of the Labour in the election as a failing on the part of Theresa May and nothing to do with the rise in the personal ratings of Jeremy Corbyn and an excellent Labour manifesto. He despised Jeremy Corbyn. He was looking like a fool having backed the wrong horse
He had crossed his fingers so many times in the last week hoping for a face saving Tory revival his finger skin was chaffing. How embarrassing. Poor Andrew had been so busy sucking up to the Blair and Tory establishment, in his damning of everything Corbyn, he has made the silliest of mistakes and left himself no wriggle room. The odd,’ maybe I could be wrong’ ‘it is unlikely but….’ are two of many phrases Andrew could not find himself to use in his numerous narrative’s about the electoral possibilities of the Corbyn leadership. Indeed as did many others on the left, but they are not the lead writers of the liberal left.
Sweating profusely he wasn’t going to give up. So for the last Sunday before the election how could he report the current political seismic shift and one of the greatest fight backs in British politics, without losing face and giving any credit to Jeremy Corbyn. He had of course with most readers already lost any credibility, but to quote someone he was fast beginning to admire, ‘he wasn’t for turning.’ He hatched a plan. What he would cunningly do was write an article describing the scenario’s of five possible electoral outcomes. Squirreled away in number five, most people give up on his tedious propaganda early on, he would say he might have got it wrong about Corbyn’s chances. Brilliant. That’ll cover me, he thought.
Poor Andrew. He knew in any other job getting it so wrong generally meant a P45. As he went to bed cuddling his Tony Blair teddy, he began plotting how to save face should the Tories either not get a majority or merely scrape back in all credibility. He mused how he was once told ‘that you sins will find you out’ and his were.
Part 3 to come…..whoop whoop !!!!
My bullshit detector has sat proudly in my garage in garageland for decades.
Boris Johnson declared yesterday it was good that the general election was a close thing. The crap in this lie flowing through the workings of my recently serviced contraption caused it to overheat, splutter and break down
What is unraveling is the greatest political suicide note in British history.
May called the election as she was advised there would be a certain Conservative Party landslide. 150 seats being mooted as the margin with a poll load of 20 points, which in recent British political history is unprecedented. Being a control freak her amazing arrogance has seen her push her own agenda, the consequence being it is a calamitous debacle. She has shown the British public her true colours, they have come shining through and that’s why I don’t love her, Cyndi Lauper would suggest. I digress. She is unreliable, flaky, insular and unpopular. She has exposed this by assuming she is above having to explain herself and policies. Bodes well for Brexit negotiations eh ?
Being a political junkie and a member of the Labour Party in the modern age of media it is with joy I watch as by the hour crushing news comes in of a possible Labour victory. Still unlikely I feel but momentum continues to shift. In the Express this morning the lead down to 3 points and Corbyn set to storm London where his personal ratings have shot above May. Tory excuses will be as funny as they are disingenuous
The Tories arrogance has been well and truly exposed as they backtrack on their expectations and their lie machine splutters, as sure as night follows day, into life. There is spin, mild lying, and there are downright porkies and to save face expect in next week them to come fast and furious from the Tory camp and bullshit detector engineers around Britain to be in high demand.
Knowing Amber Rudd would be in the debate I took the time to check her out on iplayer on the Marr Show. Yup she is \ good politician and came across well and with gravitas.
Lynton Crosby, in charge of the Tory campaign is supposed to be the best in the world in the field of election management.
So with the May campaign falling to pieces the scenario could be this. May, I don’t think will lose, but if she just scrapes a majority is political dead meat. There was nobody in the wings, her position unassailable and her colleagues low grade. However apart the enormous own goal of being ambushed by the late decision of Corbyn to do the debate, Amber Rudd very much used last night to stake her claim to replace May and certainly comes across as someone I would far sooner represent this country in Brexit negotiations and I say that as a member of the Labour Party.
It strikes me as a massive political own goal and bad management and the debate last night will merely add to Tory jitters. Remember May walked into power as there was no other credible candidate. After last night now there is.
Driving out of Ringmer in East Sussex is an in your face enormous election hoarding inviting passers by to vote for the local Conservative candidate Maria Caulfield. It must be eight foot by four foot and is an angled double hoarding of two posters facing the traffic from each direction.
Being fairly remote it has of course been vandalised. Twice.
One side has simply been kicked in, probably a Friday night assault from a reveller in the nearby Green Man. Subtly someone has gone to the trouble of printing out a very large speech bubble inscribed in the same font as the poster with the words ‘WE JUST DON’T CARE’ It is hilarious and brilliantly executed.
I mention as it is an interesting observation in human nature, the sheer anger of someone to smash in a sign on private land and the more thoughtful satirical approach. Both are to be applauded in my eyes as I hate to see our beautiful countryside sites ruined by massive temporary Conservative hoardings from the land owning class supposedly there to protect the land but only when it suits them