The Guardian made me sick, or at the very least mildly nauseous, with its fawning peice on David (Cam the sham) Cameron this morning. As ever he's comes over as personable, bright, amusing enough and probably eminently electable. Added to this was the news that he is well over 6 foot and a big chum of little Sarkozy (AkA to me as Sarcoma - and almost as nice).
Well, stap me vitals I had better vote for him then! No, hold on a minute, isn't he still the head of the party which gave us Mags Thatcher and the wreck of the nation? I think he is - and despite disappearing up his own arse in his efforts to distance himself from his parties erstwhile politics, I don't detect any qualitative change. Sure he says the right things - but we know that smiles and glib yea saying don't really mean that he will look after the NHS and the Welfare state any better than his predecessors. Surely the voting population aren't that stupid?
Oh, right. Boris Johnson, the Daily Mail/Express, Big Brother, Z-list Stars-on-ice (singing the Sound of Music), the Spice Girls, Margaret's state funeral....
We are so fucked aren't we?