For years we’ve had increasing personal attacks on politicians, made by other politicians. No blow has been too low. We’ve seen it all, allegations of child abuse with no evidence to back them up, accusations that this party or that party would destroy the health service or the armed forces or the police or whatever
There’s an old Yiddish proverb. Throw enough mud and you get your hands dirty.
So now we have a situation where nobody trusts politicians because politicians told us that they couldn’t be trusted.
Bet you never saw that one coming did you!
Have you ever heard Sayre’s law? It states that “In any dispute the intensity of feeling is inversely proportional to the value of the issues at stake.” By way of corollary, it adds: “That is why academic politics are so bitter.”
Perhaps those screaming abuse at the ‘other lot’ merely do it to try and hide the emptiness within?
And now we have the two faces of British politics. An MP murdered and a millionaire throwing his money about to ensure a politician he disapproves of cannot get to make his point.
Hey there are politicians I disapprove off. But unfortunately I’ve not got the money to harass them. I’m only a citizen. All I can do is listen to the debate and then cast my vote.
That’s a course of advice I would recommend to others.
Perhaps if the political pygmies, who prance, preen and oversee the steady decline in our country thought more, spoke less, remembered the basics of courtesy and perhaps studied a little history, this country might be a better place.
What do I know? Just read something grown-up and forget them for a while
More of the wit, wisdom and jumbled musings of Tallis Steelyard. Includes the unexpurgated account of the Mudfold and Cockeren feud, the dangers inherent in light music, and how Tallis first met and wooed Shena.
As a reviewer commented, “The sheer ingenuity of Jim Webster’s short tales never ceases to amaze me as I work my way through this, and his other books.”