Friday, 2 June 2017

Where are you, Treeza?

I was going to write a blog entry about the current general election. And then I lost the will to live.

It was going to be a straightforward, very sincere narrative about a nation having the right to decide its own future. But it occurred to me people are probably pissed off with opinion pieces, so I thought about writing a satire involving some Agatha Christie characters going in search of a missing prime minister. I even came up with a theme:
- What are hustings, Hastings?
- So, Poirot, Theresa May went to a rally. Really?

But no, I can't take it seriously. This is an election that should never have been called. It's costing you, me and everybody else that pays taxes 120 million quid. The Tory Party called it in order to deal with an internal problem: the Brexiters in their own party who just will not shut up despite the fact that they've won, and that's pretty rich since a lot of current Tory MPs don't seem to be paying taxes but sending their cash to the Caymans, the British Virgin Islands and the Bahamas (there may be a British theme developing here).

And look at that! The sudden general election backfired. The LibDems staged a wee rally and then died back. The SNP died back but are now staging a comeback. What about the Labour Party? Despite the opposition of about 30 national newspapers and the BBC, Labour appears to be doing pretty well. Labour doesn't face the disaster predicted by - erm - the Tory press.

And the Tories? Well, they put their money on the wrong horse, n'est-ce pas? Theresa May doesn't like the hustings or the debates. Despite the fact that every poster, leaflet and edict from Conservative Central Office has Theresa May's name on it, she's nowhere to be seen. Whatever she is, she's not a politician. And she won't meet Jeremy Corbyn because he is.

When Donald trump was elected, I reckoned he was maybe 3 days away from being found out as the lying incompetent he really is. It hasn't taken us long to work out what he is: a narcissist, not very bright, dozing over his twitter account every night. But now that's he's in post, it's going to be hellish difficult trying to get him out.

Please don't let that happen in the UK. Do not vote Tory. If you live in Scotland, vote SNP (or Green if it's strategically wise). If you're stuck, vote Labour. If you live in England, vote Labour.






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