A political party in a death spiral.
The evil that men do lives after them, to quote Shakespeare. Ed Milliband, a rather indifferent British politician of what used to be the mainstream left-wing party, masterminded two disasters. The first was the global warming act and the second was the destruction of the Labour party.
He was right in the modern politician profile, rich family, never worked a day in his the life the proceeds of which would go towards paying the electricity bill which you knew was swooping in towards you and wasn’t going to be negotiable.
The former was to show some sort of virtue signalling to save the world, but just ended up loading green taxes on energy bills which at end of day priced the poor out of the heating your hovel market. They nowadays self-ration or get cut off through winter. It was the worst betrayal of the most vulnerable members of our society.
An absolute bloody disgrace.
The latter was part of a shadowy deal he did with the trades union dinosaurs to become party leader after he’d stabbed his own brother in the back to take the throne. For a mere £3, the price of a drink, you could become a Labour party member which gave you a vote as to who would lead it. In essence, the paid up members of the party would decide who led it, rather than the elected MPs.
After he’d led the Labour party to its worst defeat ever in a general election, and incidentally the worst predicted result by all the pollsters and pundits, he resigned and the leadership contest under the new rules began.
With a certain majesty, the opportunity doors slowly opened invitingly wide to allow the extreme left to take over the Labour party for only three quid a pop. That’s exactly what they did and got someone totally unelectable to head a mainstream party who feels comfortable ignoring a no confidence vote of 170 to 40 by his own elected MPs.
After nearly all of his shadow cabinet resigned en masse, he ploughed on and flung a few scraps of appointments to the politically innocent who leapt at the opportunity like seals being tossed sardines. The only woman of note in the shadow cabinet is one he shagged in the middle of one of his marriages, but while she may be an idiot, she’s also black, so that’s okay.
He’s someone who over a three decades long career as an MP, managed to vote against the Labour party official line on over 500 occasions and is now bemoaning his lack of support from his MPs. His little helpers are now busy out there trying to get any of his critical MPs deselected ahead of the next general election. It’s all vicious, local politics stuff but is largely academic. They are now unelectable.
His supporters openly say it’s more important to be right than to be elected, so given that mindset that’s the end of him and them in any realistic political sense.
They’re currently running yet another Labour leadership race but everyone with two political brain cells to rub together already knows how it’s going to end – the incumbent will be re-elected because the extremists will get their vote out big time. The reaction will be schism, the Marxist fundamentalists owning what was the official Labour party and the sane ones splitting off to form something akin to their traditional founding principles.
It’s a battle for the soul of a party and the extremists are winning it, but in winning the battle they’ll lose the war.
Churchill said words to the effect that if you weren’t left-wing when you were young you didn’t have a heart, and if you weren’t right-wing when you were older you didn’t have a brain. My politics embarked on that journey, though I have to say I’m more about issues rather than stereotype politics. A plague on both your houses.
The concern I have is that with no creditable opposition, a ruling party will always tend to run rough shod over the will of the people.
That’s exactly what it will do.
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