Hmmm Cherry Pie..
Crikey it's a weird world. This week the conservative conference is rapidly picking up a David Lynch vibe. David Cameron is hmm-ing over the cherry pie of centre ground politics, whilst log-carrying John Redwood is speaking in tongues about tax cuts.
Actually Cameron may be a fetid chinless tadge-bolter, but at least he's aware of what year we are in. He's finally worked out that unless you adopt the Blair administration's policy of "do only what's necessary" the tory party will have this current era go whoosh over their heads, like some obscure joke. Well, obscure to them.
The calls for tax cuts simply defy all logic and political credibility. EVERYONE KNOWS that tax cuts don't come free, that the taxes are simply displaced to some other aspect of our essential lives. Everyone knows, as well, that tax cuts simply encourage an unstable relationship between banks and investors, which leads to higher interest rates. As we are currently a Trillion pounds in personal debt, that's a very taut trigger waiting to be pulled.
The tax-cutters plough remorselessly on, claiming that " the public expects it of us " and "it's our only hope". Their utter dependence on tax cuts is the surest sign of a party rapidly on its way to permanent redundancy and Cameron is at least intelligent enough to realise that.
The centre ground has only one rule. There are no rules. You do what's necessary, nothing more, you can only watch the hyperspeed financial mechanisms whirr on,with or without the government's interference. People and businesses can now hop-skip-jump from this country to any location they desire, and in a flash.
The days when governments set out their stall and everybody fell into line have gone forever. Now, they are simply the book-keepers and rota monitors of a country that ebays itself stupid. Cameron appears cheerfully disdainful of resistance, it's good to see a tory leader actually leading for once and not following the morons from the political provinces.
The conservatives will have you believe they are a party founded on hard work, responsibility and foresight. There's no hard work in tax cuts, it's just giving stuff away to gain favour. There's no responsibility in placing our country in a need-to-borrow situation, after all, the last twelve years have seen us pay off the national debt by an historic amount. Above all, there's no foresight in reducing the level of national resources to a point where one bad month could lead to a total collapse of financial credibility, and more importantly, essential public services.
Cameron has stolen Blair's hymn sheet, and is moving up the charts with his cover-version of the righteous flexible pragmatist anthem. Gordon Brown should be crapping himself, for whilst it previously didn't matter how lifeless this old celt came across on television, now he's going to have to frottage through the next general election with a partner having pertinent desires of their own.
The old guard (and several fresh idiots) of the conservative party are squirming with discomfort at this new trajectory set by Cameron's team. It's only a matter of time before the allegorical body of Margaret Thatcher is found wrapped in plastic with the letters T B under her fingernails.
Actually Cameron may be a fetid chinless tadge-bolter, but at least he's aware of what year we are in. He's finally worked out that unless you adopt the Blair administration's policy of "do only what's necessary" the tory party will have this current era go whoosh over their heads, like some obscure joke. Well, obscure to them.
The calls for tax cuts simply defy all logic and political credibility. EVERYONE KNOWS that tax cuts don't come free, that the taxes are simply displaced to some other aspect of our essential lives. Everyone knows, as well, that tax cuts simply encourage an unstable relationship between banks and investors, which leads to higher interest rates. As we are currently a Trillion pounds in personal debt, that's a very taut trigger waiting to be pulled.
The tax-cutters plough remorselessly on, claiming that " the public expects it of us " and "it's our only hope". Their utter dependence on tax cuts is the surest sign of a party rapidly on its way to permanent redundancy and Cameron is at least intelligent enough to realise that.
The centre ground has only one rule. There are no rules. You do what's necessary, nothing more, you can only watch the hyperspeed financial mechanisms whirr on,with or without the government's interference. People and businesses can now hop-skip-jump from this country to any location they desire, and in a flash.
The days when governments set out their stall and everybody fell into line have gone forever. Now, they are simply the book-keepers and rota monitors of a country that ebays itself stupid. Cameron appears cheerfully disdainful of resistance, it's good to see a tory leader actually leading for once and not following the morons from the political provinces.
The conservatives will have you believe they are a party founded on hard work, responsibility and foresight. There's no hard work in tax cuts, it's just giving stuff away to gain favour. There's no responsibility in placing our country in a need-to-borrow situation, after all, the last twelve years have seen us pay off the national debt by an historic amount. Above all, there's no foresight in reducing the level of national resources to a point where one bad month could lead to a total collapse of financial credibility, and more importantly, essential public services.
Cameron has stolen Blair's hymn sheet, and is moving up the charts with his cover-version of the righteous flexible pragmatist anthem. Gordon Brown should be crapping himself, for whilst it previously didn't matter how lifeless this old celt came across on television, now he's going to have to frottage through the next general election with a partner having pertinent desires of their own.
The old guard (and several fresh idiots) of the conservative party are squirming with discomfort at this new trajectory set by Cameron's team. It's only a matter of time before the allegorical body of Margaret Thatcher is found wrapped in plastic with the letters T B under her fingernails.
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