I haven’t
written
anything here
in a while as
there is
nothing to
promote at the
moment (apart
from Pear
Shaped at the
Fringe) and I
haven’t been
gigging much
due to the
fact that I
have opted out
of the
Working Time
Regulations
that will soon
be abolished
anyway now
we’ve opted
out of the
European Union
and I never
took any
notice of
anyway.
Who could have
predicted
Brexit?
Certainly not
me or I'd have
written an
allegorical
novel
about
it. Also
there isn’t
anything I
want to write
about much at
the moment
about the
non-publication
of the Chilcot
Report since
it’s out now.
I could read
it but that's
taking things
a bit far and
I believe
it's been done.
Never-the-less
I thought
possibly I
should write
something here
though even
though not
many Pear
Shaped gigs
are promoted
anymore apart
from Pear
Shaped
Afternoons but
when I look
about me
everything and
everyone seems
too mad or
trivial to
comment on...
I say “mad”
but of course
I (like
Owen
Smith) am
probably not
allowed to use
this word
anymore as it
is a “mental
health slur”
like
“loony”.
Or so an
earnest man
with a hammer
and sickle
next to his
twitter handle
informed the
world in
general on
twitter that
day.
According to
him there is
“never any
excuse for
using mental
heath
slurs”.
Apart from
everyone
calling Donald
Trump a
psychopath.
Personally I
don't think
Donald is a
psycopath.
That would
suggest he had
superficial
charm.
Whereas it has
to be said
really that
with Trump
what you see
is what you
don't want to
get.
Hilary Clinton
to be displays
more
psycopathic
traits
although I
can't believe
she
threw
an ash tray
at her husband
- the Clintons
are too right
on to
smoke.
Still
inquiries into
the mental
state of
potentates are
not on.
Let us not
forget the
compact
on mental
health
previous
MPs
have signed
that
ineffectively
bans
politicians
from making
slurs about
opponents’
mental health.
I suggested
that possibly
if you don’t
want to be
mistaken for
what used to
be called the
“loony left”
then it might
be sensible
not to have a
hammer and
sickle next to
your name as
Stalin did
kill several
million
people.
After thanking
me for “the
GCSE history
lesson” (any
time – I got a
B in 1990) he
asked if
Stalin “killed
them all with
his bare
hands, did
he?” to which
I replied “no,
that was just
his wife he’s
believed to
have murdered
personally.
Most of the
time he just
instructed the
NKVD
remotely...
This set me
cogitating on
how when I was
his age the
Cold War
wasn’t history
and I felt
very old
suddenly.
Somebody then
chimed in with
a screengrab
of something
the said
tweeter had
said several
years ago that
included the
word loony in
relation to
Isreal’s
government (
you can't do this to me my tweets automatically now self
destruct
Mission
Impossible
style after 2
weeks...
...it's
like snapchat
for old people).
This seemed to
progress into
some spin off
argument about
anti-semitism
that I didn’t
feel like
getting
involved in no
matter how
many prose
poems Martin
Niemöller
writes.
Talking of
Stalinist
purges the
other thing I
seem to see on
twitter a lot
is people
being banned
from
participating
in the
election to
give Jeremy
Corbyn a new
mandate that
doesn’t mean
anything.
Every day
someone seems
to claim they
have been
banned from
voting for
“anti-semitism”
or
something.
I don’t know
why … I seem
to be in the
reverse
situation …
they can’t
stop writing
to me asking
me to rejoin
the party and
pay my
membership
which is “in
arrears” …
sorry Comrades
– no money
left over for
middle class
hobbies like
socialism at
the moment.
Anyway …
Following the
election with
no freeze date
when everyone
and their dog
was invited to
join the party
for a pittance
we members (in
arrears or
otherwise) now
have the
election from
which
everyone
and their dog
is randomly
excluded by
the NKVD NEC
for saying
boring stuff
on facebook or
twitter
including...
...David White
of Croydon
Central CLP
who an
exhaustive
investigation
by the NEC
finally
cleared of
saying
something
faintly
interesting on
twitter and
having
followers.
Apparently
these days the
CLP is not
even allowed
to have
meetings
anymore in
case anyone
who attends
them is
intimidated.
A level of
paternalistic
control that
even Jack
Straw might
have baulked
at...
It’s no wonder
no one wants
to do the
security for
the party
conference.
I mean
…intimidation?
Labour party
meeting?
Unless you
define
“turning
nasty” as
“boring people
to death” …
That said
there do seem
to be meetings
none the less
… another
mystery I
don’t fully
comprehend.
Labour's National Executive Committee
The nadir of
these witch
hunts as
identified as
bordering on
insanity even
by
arch-Blairite
John Rentoul
is probably
the person
banned
simply for
using
swearwords…
Oh well … If
demonstrably
no one listens
to anyone else
any more or
has any sense
of proportion
why say
anything?
Perhaps the
solution is to
go down the
Donald Trump
route and talk
complete
nonsense.
Incidental to
which does
anyone
understand how
it is that
Donald
“authenticity”
Trump’s hair
was brown in
1987 and is
blonde in
1996.
Is he a
brunette who
uses peroxide
or did he
brown up for
the Regan
years?
Perhaps he
worried that
if he didn’t
look blonde
haired and
blue eyed
enough he’d
lose his core
voters?
Still, at
least he’s not
as wooden as
Hilary
Clinton.
Poor old
Hillary …no
matter how
hard she tries
next to the
Obamas she
always comes
over as a
stuffed shirt
no matter
how
many colourful
stories
are invented
about her ...
As to the two
candidates for
the Labour
party
leadership
it’s hard to
know who is
the
worst. I
can’t even be
bothered to go
to a hustings
to find
out.
Probably just
as well as I
might be
identified as
an entryist by
Owen
Smith ……
whereas in
reality if
anything I am
an exitist or
a
cantbearsedist.
Still if
you’ve lost
your audience
why not tell
them to get
lost?
Owen Smith is
just such a
bore … a man
falling back
on such blank
cheque
political
promises we
know no one
will ever
honour as
replacing
student loans
with a
graduate
tax.
Then again
perhaps that
will be
honoured now
there is a
student debt
time bomb that
is apparently
larger than
the national
debt.
The man
actually comes
out with such
classic labour
grassroot
stoking old
empty
chestnuts as
“the Tories
have a secret
plan to
privatise the
NHS”...
maybe but
which party
introduced
public private
partnerships
again?
Oh P3 … the
second most
feared P after
P45.
Still had to
laugh at the
person who
accused
Peter
Mandelson
of "
stealing
the red rose"...
wasn't that a
bit of New
Labour
rebranding.
Maybe we need
to go back to
the Red
Flag.
The People's
Flag is
deepest red,
It shrouded
oft our
martyred dead,
And ere their
limbs grew
stiff and
cold,
Their hearts'
blood dyed its
every fold.
Then raise the
scarlet
standard high.
Beneath its
shade we'll
live and die,
Though cowards
flinch and
traitors
sneer,
We'll keep the
red flag
flying here.
Look round,
the Frenchman
loves its
blaze,
The sturdy
German chants
its praise,
In Moscow's
vaults its
hymns were
sung
Chicago swells
the surging
throng.
Then raise the
scarlet
standard high.
Beneath its
shade we'll
live and die,
Though cowards
flinch and
traitors
sneer,
We'll keep the
red flag
flying here.
It waved above
our infant
might,
When all ahead
seemed dark as
night;
It witnessed
many a deed
and vow,
We must not
change its
colour now.
Then raise the
scarlet
standard high.
Beneath its
shade we'll
live and die,
Though cowards
flinch and
traitors
sneer,
We'll keep the
red flag
flying here.
It well
recalls the
triumphs past,
It gives the
hope of peace
at last;
The banner
bright, the
symbol plain,
Of human right
and human
gain.
Then raise the
scarlet
standard high.
Beneath its
shade we'll
live and die,
Though cowards
flinch and
traitors
sneer,
We'll keep the
red flag
flying here.
It suits today
the weak and
base,
Whose minds
are fixed on
pelf and place
To cringe
before the
rich man's
frown,
And haul the
sacred emblem
down.
Then raise the
scarlet
standard high.
Beneath its
shade we'll
live and die,
Though cowards
flinch and
traitors
sneer,
We'll keep the
red flag
flying here.
With head
uncovered
swear we all
To bear it
onward till we
fall;
Come dungeons
dark or
gallows grim,
This song
shall be our
parting hymn.
I was
interested to
learn that Mr
Smith had
worked for
Pfizer as I
thought they’d
relocated most
of their
workers to the
US years ago
and that I was
the only
person left in
British
Industry until
even I left to
go into
finance
because of the
OPEC price
war...
Then there’s
Jeremy Corbyn
… a man who
has achieved
the
astonishing
triumph of
making Richard
Branson look
honest.
One has to
admire the way
Corbyn’s
supporters
insist that he
didn’t walk
past empty
seats in the
teeth of all
the
evidence.
Particularly
when Mr
Corbyn’s new
line is that
he did walk
past empty
seats because
he was looking
for two seats
next to each
other because
he wanted to
sit next to a
lady.
Virgin trains
new line is
that they
offered him a
first class
seat. On
balance I
would go for
Jeremy as
leader I think
my mum fancies
him and keeps
on telling me
he’s a really
good looking
man with a
well
proportioned
face… As to
sitting on the
floor of
Virgin
Trains...
Well, finding
a seat isn’t
the problem
with Virgin
trains …the
problem is
paying for
it. It’s
cheaper to
fly.
Many important
questions
remain
unanswered
however.
Such as …why
Corbyn didn’t
have his own
reserved
seat?
Can he really
afford an
“anytime”
ticket?
I mean you
don’t just
turn up and
get on a
Virgin train…?
Not unless you
want to pay
100-200 per
cent more than
the standard
price (1st
class upgrade
not
included)?
Was the MPs’
entitlement to
first class
train travel
rescinded so
they could
afford an
anytime ticket
instead?
And if he has
bought one
what does this
say for his
financial
prudence?
Then again I
have a
particularly
strong view…
…and nothing
is impossible
in the world
where
“Straight
Talking Honest
Politics” is
an actual
slogan and not
an obvious
oxymoron.
Amazing how a
binary issue
“did he lie or
didn’t he?”
can be blurred
into such a
wide spectrum
– still that’s
politics for
you.
Nothing’s ever
as simple as
do you believe
him or
not?
Besides which
if he really
wanted to see
how the other
half lived
he’d go
National
Express.
I don’t expect
him to travel
Megabus.
Even the
underclasses
and out of
work acts
don’t do
megabus.
In other news
one has to
admire too the
inanity of the
people
attacking
Corbyn for his
salary as
Leader of the
Opposition.
That said
…should he
have the title
if he can’t
actually
command the
second largest
majority in
the House of
Commons?
The Leader of
the Opposition
is not
actually by
default the
leader of the
largest
party.
As the SNP
points out
…this actually
creates a
mini-constitutional
crisis.
Mr Bercow said
no but if the
Labour Party
splits
formally might
he change his
mind?
Then Mr Corbyn
would lose his
place on the
front bench
while still
formally
remaining the
leader of the
Labour
Party…?
The mind boggles.
The Labour
party it seems
has broken out
into total
internal war
with Momentum
and Progress
both fighting
the kind of
dirty war I
can’t remember
for a long
time.
The source of
this conflict
is, of course,
the previous
leadership
election with
its lack of
freeze date
where the
membership
base was
massively
expanded
overnight
resulting in a
new membership
that is pretty
much estranged
from the
Parliamentary
Party.
While the PLP
waffles on
about
“Parliamentary
Democracy”
(i.e.
you
get us elected
and then shut
up )
Jeremy Corbyn
holds on to
his position
of party
leader despite
his entire
shadow cabinet
continually
resigning.
It’s somewhat
reminiscent of
the collegiate
way in which
Peter
Buckley-Hill
holds the Free
Fringe
together
despite
everyone
continually
resigning
except him (oh
he just did)
except that at
least Corbyn
was
elected.
There’s much
talk of the
1980s split
that created
the SDP but
there are
important
differences.
The Gang of
Four’s
argument was
that the
Labour Party
lacked any
meaningful
internal
democracy
whereas the
argument of
Owen Smith and
Co is
something
along the
lines of “we
can’t have
this much
democracy and
function
properly – get
real”.
Almost the
exact reverse
position.
It's not a
gang of 4
either but a
gang of
of
172.
The female of the species
Of course one
should
probably say
something
about the
Conservative
Party’s
election of
Theresa May as
a replacement
for David
Cameron.
Unfortunately
and in good
old fashioned
Tory party
tradition
…there wasn’t
one. Ms
May doesn’t
have t
oo
much time for
voting...
“Upon
the initiation
of an election
for the Leader,
it shall be
the duty of
the 1922
Committee to
present to the
Party, as soon
as reasonably
practicable, a
choice of
candidates for
election as
Leader.
“The rules for
deciding the
procedure by
which the 1922
Committee
selects
candidates for
submission for
election shall
be determined
by the
Executive
Committee of
the 1922
Committee
after
consultation
of the Board.”
“If there is
only one
candidate at
the time laid
down for the
close of
nominations,
that candidate
shall be
declared
Leader of the
Party.”
In other words
although the
MPs told Tory
party members
they were
entitled to
elect their
leaders now in
reality the
rules say the
1922 Committee
can decide the
members are a
bit of an
optional extra
if they can’t
be
arsed.
Power in the
Conservative
Party remains
firmly with
the
Parliamentary
Party.
As to Ms May
in general
apart from
people
claiming she’s
like a Tudor
monarch for
not allowing
parliament to
vote on Brexit
we really
haven’t seen
much of her
yet. I
wonder which
Tudor Monarch
she’s supposed
to be?
Henry VIII
without the
sex
life?
Edward VI
without the
illness.
Lady Jane Grey
without the
head?
Bloody Mary
without the
bloodbath?
Elizabeth I
but with a sex
life…?
Well, the
bitter
recriminations
in the Tory
party have not
suddenly gone
away they are
just buried in
a shallow
grave until Ms
May actually
activates
article
50. Last
I read the
Cabinet had
all decamped
to the house
of peace and
ancient
memories given
to England as
a
thank-offering
for her
deliverance in
the great war
of 1914–1918
as a place of
rest and
recreation for
her Prime
Ministers for
ever to
discuss the
riddle:
Q: When
is a Brexit
not a Brexit?
A: When it’s a
Snafu