That Glad Confident Morning of May 1997
It is election time in Great Britain again. I may still have a little bit of soft spot for Tony, but five more years of Labour genuinely scares me. I foresee one leadership challenge after another if Gordon Brown wins, and neither Lord Mandelson nor the Millibands are cut for the leadership position. On the other hand, voting Lib-Dem will just lead to a hung parliament, which will just delay the government, bog down the Civil Service and send Britain back to the 70s.
That’s why I urge those in Britain (those who are eligible anyway) to vote Conservative. I don’t necessarily support all of their policies (with new Labour, all candidates seem Mr. Potato Head anyway) but at this point, it is the lesser of two evils. I think this opinion in The Independent pretty much summed the mood:
“We’re a sorry, bruised, dazed, bankrupt, querulous, knackered army, tired of seeing our soldiers come home in coffins, contemptuous of politicians, hostile to foreigners, disgusted with bankers, frustrated by the stagnant economy and uninspired by the choice before us, between the airbrushed Etonian opportunist and the moth-eaten grizzly bear of Fife, goaded beyond endurance by a million enemies but somehow hanging onto power. It’s a long way, psychically as well as temporally, from the glad, confident morning of May 1997 to the glum, dark evening of the soul that is pre-election Britannia in March 2010.”
Important: I know this blog is not supposed to be about politics, but since some people do read this blog and this election is close; since the basic idea behind blogs and tweets is to inform and persuade people anyway and since a lot of other blogs are doing it anyway, I decided to post some information about the British election here. I will probably continue to do so, but if you are bothered by the blog’s this political turn, just comment down below. I will try to be as impartial as possible in my posts regardless of my party political affiliations whatever they maybe. But for now:
Vote Conservative. They don’t have all the best ideas all the time, but it is still better than having no ideas like dearest Gordon.