Just woke up descended from the Seventh Level of Inner Awareness, which I reach from time to time from the depths of my armchair, to be told that 'Red Ed' Miliband has the dubious honour, and the complete lack of pleasure, except to single-minded political nerds, to be the new leader of the 'People's Party'. I refer to him as 'Red Ed' but I suspect his 'redness' is only skin-deep, sufficient to fool the plankton in the Labour Party and keep the grunts in the Trade Unions on side. He reminds me of the young Al Pacino in The Godfather and about as trustworthy, is my guess - and remember what happened to his elder brother!
However, he who pays the pipsqueak calls the tune and so he will be forced to dance a jig to the Trade Union bosses without whom the Labour party would collapse in financial ruin, and, unfortunately for him but happily for the rest of us, he will have to do this just as those very same union bosses carry out their planned disruption of our daily lives leading, so some of them hope, to revolutionary violence on our streets. Needless to say they will not win but they will throw up a ton of shit a great deal of which, in the minds of the electorate, will fall on the head of the leader of a Labour party seen to be in cahoots with them. So now, it only requires the driver of the old coalition clunker who steers our route today, to try, in his stumble-bum way, to avoid the worst potholes and stay on the road for five years and he might, despite himself, win another term in power. Needless to say, and for reasons which are too obvious to spell out, I only give this prospect a single cheer.
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