@Rachael_Swindon

I genuinely wish the leader of the Labour Party would take a week off from being a ridiculous affront to human decency.  I genuinely wish the leader of the Labour Party would make an effort to read the political room and offer a viable and progressive alternative to the Conservatives.  I genuinely wish the leader of the Labour Party would use a large anti-Tory poll lead to tell us how he would be different to the last 13 years of quite unbelievable mayhem.  I genuinely wish the leader of the Labour Party would commit to slash the staggering amount of corporate welfare handed out to big business rather than dumping austerity 2.0 onto the British people.   I genuinely wish the leader of the Labour Party would listen to the people and return energy, water, rail, and mail into public ownership because that is where they belong.  I genuinely wish the leader of the Labour Party would think about the millions of children he has turned his back on before complaining that the House of Commons

I don’t know about you, but the tragically inevitable sight of Sir Kid Starver and the orphan-creating multimillionaire, Tony Blair, not only made me want to vomit but left me feeling somewhat saddened.  It was like a Dr Who regeneration thing. The shriveled carcass of Blairism was traveling from one Sir to the next right before our eyes.  How much longer can Murdoch hold off for? He must be dying to scream “THE S*N BACKS KEEF”, because the poisonous scrotum of hatred only backs the party that is likely to win the next election.  They can call it Blairism on steroids all they wish, love him or hate him, Blair had a type of charisma that won people over. Blair also benefited from an anti-Tory vote following the Tory governments of Thatcher and Major, as will more-of-the-same Starmer following these past miserable thirteen years.  Blairism on steroids will be no more than Blairism on Buscopan with a hefty dose of oral morphine thrown in for good measure. Starmerism on sedatives is the re

Can you remember when Jeremy Corbyn sent a load of personal letters to multi-millionaire Tory donors pleading with them to attend a business breakfast with him?  Of course you don’t, because the chances of this happening are as likely as Huw Edwards appearing on the next series of Love Island.  You see, this schmoozing with big business just wasn’t a thing under the leadership of Islington North’s greatest jam producer.  The only money that funded our election campaigns came from us, making it the cleanest money in politics, and while that may seem a radical prospect to the dominant right-wing neoliberal arm of the Labour Party it meant we weren't in the pockets of billionaire tax avoiders and global polluters. If you’re wondering why Rachel Reeves is writing to Tory donors asking if they fancy a double sausage and egg McMuffin with her and Sir Fiscal Rules you will find your answer in pretty much everything the Labour Party do, from the cowardly abstentions to obsession with gett