Porter grouse blues
Sulking under the fug of a lowering head cold, my spirits were raised today by the distinctive whine of a bleating Tory. With Labour and Gordon Brown once again surging in the polls, the always objectionable Henry Porter in today’s Observer spends his column searching for an answer as to why Dodgy Dave Cameron can’t make any headway. Wondering briefly and nastily if “the electorate has no more awareness of the issues than a shoal of mackerel”, he goes on to float a number of spurious but slightly less offensive theories, before deciding that, actually, yes, it probably is the fact that the public are just fucking dense. Proclaiming that a large number of voters are “showing signs of psychological dependence” on Labour, Porter then asks, “Is it possible that we have also become less rigorous in our judgements, less able to access the standards and knowledge of political debate of the past?”
Well, in a word, no. And in a few more words, no, you insufferably pompous prick. The electorate aren’t stupid, and neither are they clinging to the crack pipe of New Labour like the hopeless addicts Porter seems to think they are. The fact is, Cameron’s going nowhere because nobody knows what he stands for, what he believes in, or what the bloody hell he’d do if he was in charge of the country. Simple as that. And long may that state of affairs continue.
