A Far Fetched Resolution

I’ll tell you what happens with impossible promises. You start with far-fetched resolutions. They are then pickled into a rigid dogma, a code, you go through the years sticking to that, out-dated, misplaced, irrelevant to the real needs, and you end up in the grotesque chaos of a Labour council, a Labour council hiring taxis to scuttle round the city handing out redundancy notices to its own workers. I’ll tell you.. You can’t play politics with people’s jobs and with people’s services.

Tuesday, February 07, 2006

Food for thought..

I wouldn't normally link to an evil Tory website but I was looking through these little vignettes of Tory lifestyle and I couldn't help but be a little bit depressed by the pretty miserable state of the lives of this gaggle of Tory hopefuls,

The predominance of fast food and takeaways in the favourite meal list is probably to be expected in today's 21st century society (but what on earth would Alan Clarke had thought of it all?). Greg Hands "Pizza from Papa Ciccia in Fulham.", Christopher Grayling "Take away Chinese or Indian", Phillip Davies "Curry" are all sad representatives of the break down of the British class system.

John Penrose ("Anything that doesn't take long to prepare") and Angela Watkinson ("Anything that takes less than 3 seconds to prepare – ryvitas and marmite are pretty quick.") betray a certain desperation, and there's something a little sad about the idea of the member for Upminster chomping alone on crackers n' spread. According to her website she enjoys "dining with friends". On this form I suspect the feeling isn't mutual!

At least Stephen Crabb ("Something Mediterranean with the appropriate beverages.") and Justine Greening ("I like cooking Chinese food - haven't given anyone food poisoning yet!") sound like they've got some life outside of acting as chorus for choir-boy-Cameron, but it's all a bit cosmopolitan for the Tories isn't it?

Especially since the member for Preseli's Pembrokeshire used his maiden speech ("There have been Crabbs in Pembrokeshire for centuries, and not just on our beaches" BOOM BOOM) to have a side swipe at the superkarkets (ALDI, NETTO) in his constituency for not stocking enough "local produce". What could he mean? Sun Dried tomatoes? Pesto? Hummus? He might mean local as in Notting Hill. Let's give him the benefit of the doubt.

So It's left for Eleanor Laing ("Smoked Salmon") to stand up for traditional Tory values ... whilst there's always been something a bit scary about Michael "I'll eat anything" Gove

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