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One of the great changes in my life has been the demise of political talent. It's a blogging problem - a hell of a blogging problem. It may be easy enough to write another post about Jeremy Corbyn, but therein lies the core difficulty – the man is just too ridiculous. Even a modicum of talent can be interesting, but no talent at all, not a single crumb of it – that’s hard going when it comes to generating interest.
I suppose a chap could make things up as the mainstream media so often
do. Maybe write about Mr Corbyn’s career as a medium who specialises in
contacting dead uncles. That might be interesting, but Mr Corbyn is so dull
that the idea is bound to flounder. Improbable untruths sometimes do that - flounder. Look at climate change.
Yet how on earth does one write about a major political
figure such as Corbyn when he has such obvious failings? His lack of flexibility, his absurd
dependence on facile ideology, his risible choice of political cronies – ghastly
creatures such as Diane Abbott, John McDonnell. How does one write about such absurdities? There is little
value in pointing out that they are indeed absurd. No rational person is likely
to overlook that.
Oh well – the spuds are boiling and the asparagus needs preparing . At least food is interesting. Asparagus makes your urine smell but some people can't smell it. Now that is interesting.
2 comments:
You're among friends, Mr H.
As we haven't seen the bbc news since September last year, we exist in our own area of friends, shops and visits to Marks and Spencer, which is our foray tomorrow.
Politicians of all colours are becoming a horizon epic, not really interesting, mostly thick, and, as to be expected, liars and expense fiddlers.
When Theresa bottles it in the autumn, we may have some interest, but until then, I need to water my tomatoes, see to the cucumbers and generally become what I've always been - a member of the normal human race.
Scrobs - yes it's like a low grade soap opera. You don't have to watch and the world seems much brighter if you don't.
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