Sunday, December 17

Sunday morning political shows

Whenever my fealty to the Conservative Party is tested, up pops Richard Burgon. I’ve never claimed to be anything special, but what a shower. Those that know him assure me Corbyn’s a bit of a thicko, has no sense of humour, and is the least likely you’d call to team up with for a pint on the way home from work – not least if he’s accompanied by Diane Abbott or David Lammy (and yes, Liz Kendall makes Abbott appear a polymath). Can you imagine these guys running the country? I’ll concede Emily Thornberry is a formidable old battle axe, in the same sense Nurse Ratched was a metaphor for the corrupting influence of power and authority in mental institutions. But is this really the best we can do?

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