Saturday, March 17, 2018

Perv Operas

I'm not a prude, not by a long chalk, nor am I one of the new puritans, but I've finally given up on the last couple of soap operas I've been watching. Yes I admit to enjoying watching soaps, TV isn't there for intellectual challenge or stimulation it's for entertainment but the soaps are no longer entertaining.

I'm not sure which started pissing me off first, Radio 4's The Archers or the BBC's EastEnders. The Archers is now a ludicrous parody of what it used to be with more social problems and misfits than the most depressed inner city suburb in the worst modern city. The Archers has been hijacked by victim obsessed social justice warriors who are now the only people who listen. Likewise EastEnders, very BBC.

Now then, on to Coronation Street. Here's a quick idea of the characters now inhabiting one small street known as Corrie:

A gay vicar who is now a heroin addict.
A gay bloke who works for a dodgy legal firm.
A gay bloke who is as camp as a row of tents.
A gay mechanic who is about to date rape a heterosexual character.
A gay woman who cleans windows.
A gay woman who is the daughter of a factory owner.
A gay Muslim woman who is married to a Muslim bloke.
There was a transgendered 'woman', now shuffled off the mortal coil, who was obviously a woman playing the role quite unconvincingly, far too much like a real woman.

Then there are any number of unfaithful, multi-married/divorced heterosexuals, not to mention numerous murderers over the years and several disasters such as gas explosions and trams crashing off the viaduct onto the street. Recently there was the most convoluted attempt at a racist murder that turned out to have nothing whatsoever to do with race, as we all knew, but the writers had to clamber on a very rickety bandwagon that was verging on farcical.

So if that urban nightmare isn't for you you decide to forget about the numerous disasters to befall the place, such as planes and helicopters crashing onto the residents, and you move to the Yorkshire Dales and the picturesque village of Emmerdale. Big mistake, here is, from memory, a list of characters living in Emmers:

A gay lad who owns a scrapyard and has found his younger sister who has recently snogged another young female character.
A gay bloke who married the above then got a female character pregnant, left his 'husband' but is now back playing happy families with him and the poor little offspring.
A gay doctor popped into the village for a few months while the 'husband' and 'husband' were split up.
A gay vet who seduced her previously heterosexual boss.
A pub owner who has slept with most of the men in the village, as well as Leeds and Bradford, but is now having a passionate lesbian fling with above vet.

The heterosexual people in the village are mostly unfaithful and several times divorced. Watch out for tedious times in this one because it usually means a cull of characters by mass murder or a whopping great disaster. If urban and rural life really was like this, rather than booming, our population would be shrinking as millions of us fled for more peaceful lives in somewhere like Syria or Afghanistan.

No wonder they warn you at the beginning of these soaps that you might find them disturbing and offer helpline numbers at the end for anybody disturbed by the content.

Sunday, January 28, 2018

Theresa May-A Polite Request

Theresa May was probably the worst Home Secretary in living memory, certainly in my living memory. And she is fast gaining that epithet as Prime Minister.

She lacks any vision, belief or principle and seems more interested in soothing and placating our enemies in Brussels than honouring the 17,400,000 of us who voted for Brexit.

The latest reports suggest that she is being swayed by civil servants and Remainiacs close to her to go for a soft Brexit, including remaining within the Customs Union. As usual she is invisible and silent displaying an utter lack of leadership.

Talk of a two year transitional period from March next year is bad enough, the word now is that this could be extended. May must go.

Graham Brady, Chairman of the 1922 Committee has now received forty letters from backbench MPs calling for a leadership election. Please God give eight more the courage to join the decent forty, sooner rather than later.

Wednesday, January 10, 2018

A Nation of Wimps

Political correctness has inevitably dragged us down to a level where our forebears would regard us as a nation of mincing softies lacking any kind of courage or backbone. We can't be far off the end game now. We have the sorry situation where the British Army is targeting gays and ethnic minorities because the army should be 'representative of the current demographic'. Bullshit. I don't care about the army representing the current populace, I just want the best army possible to defend our country be that 100% white, black, gay or heterosexual. We should be recruiting the very best not targeting those we misguidedly believe to be under represented.

Meanwhile the peasants on social media are targeting Ann Widdecombe with pitchforks at the ready and no doubt a pyre prepared ready to burn the heretic. Her sin? She declared her belief that Prince Harry's bride to be would be trouble for the royal family with her background. Fair enough if that's what you believe. But the peasant uprising was triggered by cries of racism. Yes, our old friend racism has reared its head yet again for no apparent reason other than the racial obsession of the politically correct. Markle describes herself as being mixed race as her mother has a shot of African in her ancestry somewhere. So in these strange times in which we live criticising somebody who describes themselves as mixed race is racism. But all intelligent, rational people know it isn't.

What started me on this post was actually a radio programme I heard last week when driving from Lancashire to Sussex. It was the Jeremy Vine Show on BBC Radio 2. Yes, I know, I should have swapped channels but it was my equivalent of rubber necking as I pass a terrible accident, it was so bad I had to carry on and couldn't bear the idea of switching channels. When I was studying for my degree there was an option to study TV and film history which I resisted for a long time thinking it was the History (my degree) equivalent of media studies. In the end I gave in and really enjoyed studying films such as The Battleship Potemkin and TV series such as Play For Today. TV and film really are excellent pointers to the times in which they were made and the prevailing cultural and political environment. Last week's radio experience says everything about our new status as a nation of wimps, in years to come people will be shocked at how we let this happen to us.

First up was a woman called Clare Pooley, aka 'Sober Mummy'. If I told you she thought that shortening her pseudonym to 'SM' was a little racy you may get an idea where this is going. Apparently she is an internet phenomenon after giving up booze and blogging about it prior to finally leaving her alias behind and writing a book under her real name. I was immediately drawn in as I work in the 'hospitality industry' and quite enjoy a tipple myself.

So as I hit the M6 toll road I tuned in and heard how her life had been running out of control and she was knocking back booze every night after she had put her offspring to bed just to unwind. But the problem got worse and worse and began to take control of her. The tension mounted and I was having visions of her hiding bottles of whisky, rum and assorted other spirits around the house and eventually necking a bottle of White Lightening for breakfast.  Like me Jeremy Vine must have been desperate to know how bad her addiction was. When pressed she owned up. She was necking a bottle of wine a day, sometimes two at weekends. What a fucking let down, one bottle of wine a day and sometimes two at weekends does not an alcoholic make.

When I was growing up I knew blokes who'd have six pints of beer on their way home from work, guzzle a bottle wine with their evening meal then go out for a few pints after that. The father of a friend of mine, who actually was an alcoholic, used to insist on putting the milk bottles out at night as the rest of the family went to bed. He had a bottle of whisky stashed in the garden and would have a slug or three as he put the bottles out. That's a drink problem.

Clare Pooley is just  another whining, middle class mum claiming victim status and doing a great disservice to people who have been in the absolute gutter of life due to alcoholism and turned their lives around. They're the people I admire and respect. I'm afraid she'll have to kick a habit that involves imbibing a lot more than a bottle of wine a day to get my admiration and respect.

Saturday, January 06, 2018

Refugees? What Refugees? #2

Mobile CRS troops in Calais

On Wednesday I was in Calais. We went over primarily to pick up some wine, the famous 'booze cruise', but also to have a pleasant day out and a good meal. When we got there we had quite a surprise.

One of our favourite booze shops is Pidou, so we headed for the Marck branch of Pidou which is no more than three or four miles from the tunnel. Once we left the security of the tunnel area, which now resembles a high security penitentiary in a Hollywood blockbuster, we began to witness the new phase of the 'refugee crisis' or alien invasion as it actually is.

First we saw illegals just over the barrier at the side of the motorway then a handful trudging down the hard shoulder itself. None looked over thirty and I'd say most were in their very early twenties or late teens. Most had their hoods up and we didn't see a single woman.

As we left the motorway, after about ten minutes, their numbers increased dramatically and for the first time ever I saw gangs of them all around the commercial area where Pidou is situated. Many were sidling towards parked trucks and vans others were just standing around in large groups. I have  have never witnessed such numbers and the overhead signs on the motorway were warning motorists to be careful as there were pedestrians on the motorway.

Undeterred we pulled into the Pidou car park and were quite relieved to to spot our first troop of CRS officers in their transport actually parked in the car park waiting for the trouble to start, as we witnessed a couple of years ago in Vienna. Click on here to read about our experience in Austria and Germany. As we left we saw CRS units all over the area including at petrol stations and motorway service areas as well as the corner of most roads within a few miles of the tunnel.

Anybody who thinks the problem of illegal migration, begun by German Chancellor Angela Merkel, is over is sadly misguided and anybody who thinks these people are poor refugees on their way to safety from persecution is clearly stupid. I've been travelling regularly around Calais and Boulogne for around thirty years and have never before witnessed such numbers of illegals, especially in that part of Calais, even when Lily Allen was rebooting her career by vising Sangatte and committing hard core virtue signalling. We have a problem and it's not going to go away.

In the end we evacuated, ironically via Dunkirk, and spent the rest of the day in the lovely Flemish towns of Ieper and Diksmuide.

As we headed back for our return on le Shuttle I received a text warning of delays at the tunnel because of security problems. Hardly surprising and we were only delayed by twenty minutes although the queues were so horrific that we had to wait to eat until we were back in Blighty and picked up a curry takeaway.

If you are unaware the CRS (Compagnies Republicaines de Securite) are the general reserve of the French National Police and are involved in general security but are especially trained to deal with crowds and riots. They are heavily armed and resemble Robocop when they go into action, which we witnessed first hand when we were caught up in serious disorder in Paris in 2000 and after a football game in Lyon a few years later when tear gas was fired by the CRS. They are not to be messed with and the fact that they have been deployed in such numbers in the Calais area is an indication of the severity of the problem.

Wednesday, December 27, 2017

Reason and Logic

We are human beings and often make decisions based on, or strongly influenced by, emotion and feelings. But there seems to be an increasing lack of reason and logic in public debate and in public life generally. Increasingly there seems to be a frightening move towards feelings and emotion actually trumping reason and logic.

Yesterday we went to toast our local hunt as they set off on their day's sport. Since 2005 hunting foxes with hounds has been illegal so yesterday the hunt consisted of riders on horses with hounds spending the day following a scent trail across private land where the landowners had given their permission for the hunt to ride. The irony is that since the hunting ban in 2005 more foxes have been killed each year as farmers use more efficient ways of protecting their stock from the fox. The anti-hunt brigade are more driven by hatred of the type of people they think hunt than any welfare concerns for foxes. It is a victory of emotion and feeling, or prejudice and bigotry, over logic and reason.

Somebody on social media attacked me yesterday, in the most irrational and hate filled way, for attending the hunt. When I explained what I have explained above her response was to claim that may be the case but what if the dogs picked up the scent of a fox? Well the hunt pledge to take all measures to avoid that scenario which, to be honest, is a bit like telling me I'm wicked for driving a car because I might have an accident. She then made it perfectly clear that she was actually driven by an irrational hatred of the type of people she thinks ride horses and hunt. She then decided to seek out my wife and started to harass her on social media proving herself to be nothing but a bitter and twisted hate filled bigot.

To book end this example of irrational behaviour we've had an announcement this week that the state is having to take measures to protect free speech in British universities. Cultural Marxism, or political correctness, has pervaded our national life for decades now, it is just as vile as any form of socialism just a little more subtle and slow burning but equally destructive. Our education system and churches are some of the worst offenders, eagerly trying to prove their PC credentials by doing the dirty work of the far left PC brigade for them. Virtue signalling social justice warriors (aka snowflakes) are the absolute curse of the twenty-first century.

For a few years now campaigners, including the Archbishop of Canterbury, have been trying to get books banned from British universities, indeed even The Guardian, that bastion of irrational liberalism and fake news, has felt it necessary to fight this attack on freedom in several issues. After all, when the mob starts banning books and anything else they deem to be 'offensive' who says somebody won't decide it's you and your opinions next?

That British universities have to be forced to stop banning people who they disapprove of from speaking and from banning books they disapprove of is highly concerning and should worry everybody who believes in freedom, rationality and logic. If these snowflakes are so upset and scared of people with alternative philosophies and ideologies then why are they at university at all? Isn't university supposed to be about having your ideals and beliefs challenged? Isn't it about learning how to face people you disagree with or disapprove of and dismantling their arguments using logic and reason.

It seems that today's students lack the confidence and intellect to face the real world and need to run and hide in a safe space. Hardly good preparation for the rigours of the real world.

Saturday, December 16, 2017

Leftie Hysteria

Yesterday I spent a few hours bobbing around in my van listening to the radio. Listening to the radio was not the purpose of bobbing around in my van, I could have stayed at home and listened, I was playing Santa. I was listening to Jeremy Vine on BBC Radio 2 and one of the topics up for discussion was the sale of 21st Century Fox by Rupert Murdoch. Cue leftie hysteria and their usual emotional and political incontinence as they phoned the show to talk shite.

First up was a clown from the Valleys who pops up on the Vine Show whenever they want a seriously demented leftard to come on and sound like a complete fucking nutjob. I can't remember his name, maybe Dai or Ifor I'm not sure. But oh my he didn't disappoint. According to this goon Murdoch has appointed every Prime Minister since 1979. I used to read the Times but have very rarely read The Sun and never read the News of the World so I for one didn't vote the way Murdoch directed. The problem with lefties is that they are seriously brainwashed zombies who love to follow the leader, be it Stalin, Guevara, Chavez or Grandad Corbyn. I'm amazed at the Cult of Corbyn as he has the charisma of a beached cod, I can only think it's a weird beardy thing.

When reminded that Murdoch's businesses have given gainful employment Taffy almost exploded with misguided righteous indignation spluttering that he built his businesses to make money not as a social service for the populace. Fuck me you couldn't make this shit up could you? I imagine Taffy sitting down to write a business plan that read: 'I can employ 200 people but don't want to make any money because that would be greedy and capitalist'. He would then go into a rage about the greedy banks for not funding his pipe dream, oops sorry, socialist business plan.

Next up was another caller from Wales, this time North Wales. You could tell that even the host could barely suppress his giggles at this loony leftie. He claimed that Murdoch was responsible for millions of deaths around the world through hunger but also from wars because Murdoch had got leaders like George Bush elected who went around the world bombing people.

But the funniest thing was when said leftard went on to claim that Murdoch sold to Disney because Disney is a fascist organisation. I kid you not. When asked to justify this ludicrous statement the caller claimed that it was fascist because Snow White isn't black and doesn't have any black characters in it. I think even Jeremy Vine giggled at that then came back with the suggestion that Snow White was actually a liberal progressive as she employed dwarves so was clearly an equal opportunites employer. Quite witty for the BBC I thought.

The hysteria of the lefties knows no bounds. Reason and logic are alien to them, their political doctrine is driven by emotion and a weird need to get a warm inner glow by seeing injustice and oppression everywhere whether it is a reality or not. That is why the left are so dangerous and why, whenever they have achieved power, they have left in their wake economic ruin and destruction not forgetting death on a huge scale.

I haven't laughed so much in ages.

Thursday, November 30, 2017

Twat of the Year 2017

Frontrunner 12th year in a row,
There seem to be more contenders for the award this year than ever and there seem to be more than ever from the world of politics. Maybe I'm just getting old and cynical, but I don't think so.

There's a PM who called a general election then seemed to do her best to blow it. But she couldn't even do that properly and ended up selling her soul to the DUP so she could form a minority government after inheriting a majority from the 2015 election that Cameron won. She is now trying to throw money at the hated EU when we should just walk away.

There's Vince Cable, always trying to win this award, along with Diane Abbott and virtually every other leftist politician. Comedy Corbyn is a very strong contender, despite May being virtually useless he's still behind her in the polls when the question: "Who would make the best PM?" is asked. His party can barely scrape a 3% lead in the polls, the two main parties often being neck and neck yet in the years before the 1997 election, when Conservative John Major was PM, Labour were regularly well over 30 points higher in the polls. As the old saying goes, Labour under Corbyn are all pee and wind. A strong contender.

There are any number of people who seem intent on competing for this year's title. Here's a list, by no means exhaustive, of the ones that spring readily to mind:

Owen Jones (Dodgy journalist at a dodgy newspaper and known for throwing tantrums).
Paloma Faith (Warbler who is bringing her child up 'gender neutral').
Gary Linekar (List of twattery too long to list briefly)
Bono (See above).
Bob Geldoff (See above).
Yasmin Alibhai-Brown (See above).

So there's a rough idea where this post is heading. Feel free to nominate your own candidate(s) through the comments section.

But I'm seriously considering breaking with tradition this year and awarding a collective Twat of the Year Award. I was driving to Kendal this morning and got stuck behind a twat doing 35 to 40mph in the 50mph limit. Beautiful sunny, crisp morning and very little traffic so absolutely no need to be driving so slowly. As an overtaking opportunity arose I indicated and put my foot down. Immediately he braked and dropped to just over 30mph. As I passed I saw transfers in big letters on his back window, one said 'DRIVE CLOSER AND I'LL SLOW DOWN', the other said 'SMILE YOU'RE ON MY CCTV'. What an utter, unadulterated fuckwit. He may be beyond this award, I may have to consider a one off for that twat.

Then there was a house this week in Langcliffe in the Yorkshire Dales whose owner had put a 'NO PARKING' sign on their garden gate to stop people parking on the public road where there were no yellow lines or parking restrictons and no driveway onto their property. The block capitals were used to make the sign appear shouty and aggressive I suppose.

Then there are twats on motorbikes who wear these abominations (left). High visibility gear I fully understand  but when you drive along as I did and suddenly see a bike ahead parked at the roadside with this on the back of the rider I instinctively slammed on my brakes to slow down.

I did actually turn back to check that this actually wasn't a police motorcyclist but no, it was just a smug, self-righteous bastard who thinks he's the only person in the world who has any idea of road safety.

I could go on but I'm sure you get my point. My collective award could go to those arseholes who use these dodgy, near impersonations of official signs and notices to garner a little advantage for them selves or to try and boss or mither the rest of us with them. There is enough mithering and interference from numerous organs of the state without these bastards adding to it.

But there's plenty of time until the final decision and a complete and utter twat often pops up late in December. Let's see.

Wednesday, November 29, 2017

Hate not Hope-The Labour Left

The result of last year's referendum has unleashed a tsunami of hate from Britain's left. Ironic really considering that Corbyn voted to leave the then European Community in 1975 and was elected to parliament originally in 1983 on a Labour manifesto that included a promise to withdraw Britain from the European Union.

But the latest wave of far left hatred in Britain was actually triggered with the election of Corbyn as Labour leader. Corbyn and his sidekick John McDonnell are the ones who unleashed the red stormtroopers of Momentum on the 'Labour movement', driven by hatred which they are not averse to voicing. They hate people with a few more bob in the bank. They hate anybody who disagrees with them, be they people in their own party or, God help us, we evil fascists who are not socialists.

Over the last couple of weeks I have been popping into a Facebook page called Home of British Politics' it would make a fascinating political/sociological study. We tend to think the 1970s and early '80s with the hatred of Militant, the SWP and trade union attacks on our very democracy are gone and we live in a more enlightened age. Forget it. Corbyn and company are every bit as hate filled as Militant and they have taken over the Labour Party, something Militant never managed. They are supported on social media, maybe the equivalent of standing on a street corner flogging Militant or Socialist Worker back in the old days, by the usual malcontents and outright freaks who have historically been the foot soldiers of the left.

HofBP really is where you find the Corbynistas in one huge, concentrated dung heap. Over the last fortnight I've heard a Corbynista wishing disability on somebody who disagreed with him. I've heard another contributor attacked as a 'racist' for criticising Diane Abbott. Somebody else was called a 'paedo' for disagreeing with a Corbynista. If you don't fall for the brainwashing of the Corbynistas you are accused of being a cold hearted bastard who is happy to see millions of homeless people on our streets and will be laughing when they freeze to death on the streets this winter. Accusations like that are thrown at anybody who disagrees with a Corbynista, regardless of the topic being discussed, and by many more than one person.

Of course there is the usual problem with these insults, that the left make up their own vocabulary. Racism, fascism, homophobia, sexism and so many other highly emotive words have become general terms of abuse because the left, in their hatred, throw these words at anybody who dares to challenge them whether or not the use of those words is appropriate. The fact that this hateful misuse of so much of our language disrespects and trivialises the real sufferings of victims of racism, homophobia etc. is irrelevant to the left, they just want to feed their venom and hatred and shut down people who disagree with them.

I've mentioned the hatred of the left in previous posts, and how the hatred of those who have now taken control of the Labour Party will destroy it, and on an almost daily basis I see more and more to strengthen this belief.

Labour will be destroyed because from the top of the party to the bottom they are driven by venom and hatred. No matter how grim things get under this feeble government I still have enough confidence in the people of Britain to not take the socialist road into darkness and self destruction.

But every day I pray that I'm right.

Wednesday, November 22, 2017

The Daily Mail and Paperchase

This week the Daily Mail has been in the news after dodgy stationery firm Paperchase apologised for advertising in Britain's second biggest selling daily newspaper. I don't remember having ever shopped in Paperchase but I certainly will never step foot in the place now. Their grovelling apology came after being attacked by a shady left-wing hate campaign calling themselves 'Stop Funding Hate', yes ironic isn't it?

Of course the retards of the left, such as Owen Jones who calls himself a journalist and writes in The Guardian, are lauding this attack on freedom and freedom of speech as a victory. Be very careful Jones, you might be the one somebody tries to gag next.

For years and years The Guardian has been the mouthpiece of the patronising liberal left, often known as the 'metropolitan elite'. It espouses hatred in every issue for things that are cherished in Britain. It calls patriots fascists. Anybody who believes in controlling immigration a racist. Anybody who questions gay marriage homophobic. Anybody who questions changing sex transphobic. Anybody who questions Islam is Islamphobic/racist. I could go on but I'm sure you catch my drift.

Now I have had a theory for some time which I would like to share. The left became weary of the accusation of being 'Guardian readers' in a sneering way so looked around. They found the Daily Mail and began attacking the Mail and its readers in the way that The Guardian and its readers have been attacked. After all the Mail openly discusses the things that The Guardian attacks people for merely questioning. We can't possibly debate the current PC orthodoxy can we? That makes you a fascist  and the newspaper you read a mouthpiece for fascism in the closed minds of the liberal left.

Then their fallback position is to scream that the Daily Mail supported fascist leader Oswald Mosley and his blackshirts. True, Viscount Rothermere wrote in the Mail about his support for the Blackshirts in 1934 as he did in the Daily Mirror too. By 1935 Rothermere had withdrawn his support for Moseley and that was that. Now, my Maths isn't brilliant but by my reckoning that brief flirtation was over 83 years ago. The Mirror and its sister paper the Sunday Pictorial continued promoting Mosley's Blackshirts for years after the Mail dropped them.

Many newspapers at the time were much more supportive of fascism than the Mail, such as the Times, but they are not reviled for a brief flirtation in the 1930s that was far more enthusiastic and lasted much longer than the Mail's did. A cursory look back at the 1930s will expose many figures in the establishment being sympathetic to the Nazi regime in Germany or at least enthusiastically pushing appeasement. But life moves on, unless you're a leftard who wants to stoke your artificial hatred of the Daily Mail.

So who are 'Stop Funding Hate'? In a nutshell they are a bunch of left-wing hate mongers who want to stop the rest of us reading anything they may not want to read or don't agree with themselves. They want to force big business, which they loathe anyway, to boycott newspapers of which they disapprove by stopping advertising with them until said newspapers change their editorial line to one that they approve of. It's known generally as censorship. It's also known as attacking freedom of speech.

'Stop Funding Hate' want to control what you can read. They are fascists, not the Daily Mail.

Thursday, November 16, 2017

Mugabe, Maduro and Corbyn.

So it looks like Marxist Mugabe is finally on his way out.  Zimbabwe gained independence in 1980 then within a few years became a despotic basket case while the leader was allowed to carry on plundering the nation's wealth and racially cleansing the population with impunity while the world looked on.

Meanwhile over in Latin America Venezuela is slipping further into the economic and political nightmare that is socialism. Another wealthy country that was hijacked by the Marxist thugs of Hugo Chavez and his successor Maduro. Just when you think Venezuela can't get any worse the Marxists prove you wrong. How long before Maduro is overthrown in Venezuela? It doesn't look like it will be through the ballot box judging by his reaction to his party's crushing electoral defeat in 2015. He ignored it and just carried on. But it will happen.

The EU, and its Remoaner puppets in the UK, are desperately trying to scupper Brexit. They fear that when Britain leaves the domino effect will kick in leading to the death of the EU as it exists today. The EU are not known for their skill when negotiating but suddenly the Remoaners claim it is our government that is incompetent and of course the opposition happily peddle this line. I'm not too happy with the government's handling of Brexit but it seems to me that all the EU want to do is screw us for as much money as they can, smear and threaten us and hope that by humiliating and screwing us it will put other countries off trying to gain independence. Well it won't work even with the anti-democratic Remoaners in parliament doing their best to scupper Brexit, it will happen.

So now there is talk of our government being in disarray and Comedy Corbyn's outfit being a "government in waiting". Wrong, not quite on both counts but wrong all the same. The government is in a state of disarray but nowhere near the scale of John Major's disastrous shambles that I can't even bring myself to call a government from 1992 to 1997. Theresa May had a majority but called an election this year and blew it. She blew it because she isn't actually a very smart or charismatic politician so we are now stuck with a fragile cobbled together government that lacks the stability of even the coalition we had from 2010 to 2015, with a leader who is lacking in conviction, belief and discipline. But the alternative is worse. In 1997 Major was up against Blair, this government is up against Corbyn, a huge, huge difference.

Corbyn over the years has been an admirer of Mugabe and has championed Venezuela, first under Chavez and latterly Maduro. He was always Eurosceptic but now nobody knows what his party thinks about Brexit. It seems more and more that you can just keep asking Labour politicians what their position is on Brexit until you find one that gives you the answer you want. Corbyn is a student politician who is more interested in gestures and rabble rousing than putting forward grown up solutions to the problems facing this country in 2017. He should be running the students union in a Tom Sharpe novel which is why, since being elected in 1983, he hasn't even been trusted by Labour to be the most junior bag carrier. By contrast Blair, love him or loathe him, wanted power and knew how to get it.

People aren't stupid, deep down they know what Corbyn and his thugs in Momentum stand for and they don't like it, they don't want us to be the next Zimbabwe or Venezuela. I've been quite soft on this government today but most of us look at the state of affairs and can only wonder that the best Labour can scrape is a 3% lead in the polls, some polls even putting the two parties neck and neck. May still beats Corbyn in the polls when people are asked which of the two would make the best PM.

By contrast I remember the polls before the 1997 election with Labour's lead in the twenties and even the thirties over the Conservatives. If Corbyn had been Labour leader in the 1990s, I suspect the polls would have been similar to the polls today and we may have avoided the catastrophic thirteen years of immoral and dishonest governments we suffered until 2010.

If Labour had a half competent leader I would be very worried, but they haven't. By the time of the next election Brexit should be behind us and with a half competent leader the Tories should see off Labour quite comfortably.