Laws? Where We’re Going We Don’t Need Laws

Well, Miliband Monday was good fun. I’m not sure anyone was genuinely saying he is the great socialist hope, because he’s really not. He did howekver deliver Sir Keir Starmer’s speech with passion, confidence, humour, and Johnson was left sitting there looking like he’d just taken a swift boot to the nether regions. 

While some people may appreciate the supposed forensic approach of the current Labour leader - and I’m not saying Starmer is particularly bad at PMQs - others prefer a style that doesn’t leave you with the taste of Boris Johnson arse on your lips.

Anyway, let’s move on from Boris Johnson’s body parts, you might be eating, and I’m all out of mind bleach.  

The Government won their vote, which allows them to break international law, by a majority of 77. While this wasn’t a great shock to most pragmatic observers, it doesn’t make up for the simple fact that our parliament has confirmed Britain is no better than a rogue state. 

Laws? Where we’re going we don’t need laws. 

Lockdown rules? Was just testing my eyesight. 

Unnecessary Covid deaths? Following the science. 

Parliament prorogued? Unlawful says the Supreme Court. 

The Supreme Court? We’ll ‘reform’ it. 

The oven-ready deal? Meh, it was rubbish anyway. 

Multi-million pound contracts for Tory donors? Who needs tendering anyway?

“Whatever it takes”? - Whatever happened to that? 

Illegal Arms sales? We’ll sell your fucking legs too.

The world-beating test and trace system? When did you last see Dido Harding?

Face it Britain, you have elected an openly racist, homophobic Prime Minister. A proven liar. A thug. A crook.

Take yourselves out to the front of your houses on a Thursday night and give yourselves a big clap if you voted in this tsunami of incompetence and corruption. Scrap that. Take yourselves out the front of your houses on a Thursday night and scream “SORRY”. 

You inflicted this disaster of a government upon us. You voted in a government that went on to throw your nan under a bus. You voted in a government that sent NHS staff to war with an “invisible enemy”, dressed in bin bags, with face masks purchased from eBay. 

What was you thinking? Were you even thinking? Your selfishness, your lust to ‘Get Brexit done’, your disgusting, nauseating compliance with the British Press. This is all on you I’m afraid.

I remember one absurd centrist telling me that they didn’t like Jeremy Corbyn because “his glasses are a bit wonky.” Wonky glasses or wanky government? Your choice. 

Despite the serious substance of yesterday’s speech by Miliband, the former Labour leader was the news story himself. His performance served as a reminder as to what effective opposition looked like. 

What a shame Ed didn’t put his foot down when the Blairites dragged him to the centre ground. What a shame Jeremy didn’t put his foot down when they insisted he was racist, allowing a demonstrable lie to morph into a proven truth. 

Regrets, we’ve had a few. 

I must admit, this morning didn’t start well on Twitter. Still reeling from last night's vote to legitimise illegality, I was fully expecting to see a robust response from the leader of the opposition (who couldn’t vote on his own amendment), but I didn’t. 

I found an “open offer” to work with Boris Johnson and the Unions to protect jobs. Sounds very grown up, doesn’t it? Parliament voted to allow the Prime Minister to break the law last night. This will go down in the history books, and when they go to see who was the leader of the opposition, they will see the name of Sir Keir Starmer. 

Shouldn’t Starmer have used his large social media platform to at least offer some sort of condemnation of a blatantly corrupt government? Should he be tearing fucking strips off Johnson, Cummings, Hancock and co? Or is now not the time to ask awkward questions of a negligent Prime Minister with the crimson-soaked hands? 

Starmer prefers to send private letters of support to the Prime Minister, urging him to get our children back to school, no ifs, no buts. More than 800 UK schools have reported coronavirus infections. What do you have to say about this, Sir Keir? You made the Labour Party complicit in Johnson’s astonishing negligence. When the bodies were piling up, you were blowing smoke up Boris Johnson’s backside. 

Somehow, we’ve returned to the Etonian Ewoks body. 

What I think I’m trying to say is that the lack of leadership and clarity from top politicians has never been so obvious. The lack of opposition has been a national tragedy on an unimaginable scale. We needed giants and we got Lilliputians. 

Once again, I will get comments telling me I’m helping Boris Johnson, I’m splitting the left, blah blah blah. I will repeat what I always say - 

I am a socialist and I am on the left-wing of the political spectrum thingy. I have no allegiances to Keir Starmer, or the Labour Party. 

A Labour government headed up by a knighted chameleon, who writes for the Daily Mail, a Labour leader that fails to deal with blatant racism, and offers little more than a Red Cameron government, is worthless to me, and most other people. 

So I will criticise Boris Johnson, Sir Keir Starmer, and that other Sir, Yellow Ed Whatsisname, as and when I please, with no remorse. 

And if by chance Starmer has a fall and wakes up as a socialist, with socialist policies, I’ll praise him. 

It’s not difficult to understand, if you’re not representing the people, the people will question your ability to be in the role we are paying you to carry out. 

So I’ll keep waiting for Sir Keir’s take on his part in spreading coronavirus amongst our school population, and I’ll keep waiting to hear his condemnation of the child-killing Israeli government for their recent, prolonged bombardment of Gaza. I’ll keep waiting to know why he doesn’t think we should hike our incredibly low corporation tax rate, to help pay a fraction of the Covid debt, and I’ll keep waiting to hear him condemn the former party machinery than plotted against the Corbyn leadership, sabotaged 2 general election campaigns, and spat out disgraceful racist abuse towards Diane Abbott. 

But you know what? I’ll be waiting a long time. 

While Miliband Monday raised a few smiles, the reality of the shambolic state of this corrupted government, and the entirely ineffective wooden-like leader of the opposition remains. 

Starmer or Johnson, the establishment wins. 

Until next time. 

Rachael x

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