Labour under Jeremy Corbyn is lost to the working class, it’s now for the smirking class
WHISPER it, but it looks very much like we’re seeing the beginning of the end of Magic Grandpa Jeremy Corbyn.
Yes, it should have happened long ago, of course.
Wednesday night saw a series of devastating revelations about anti-Semitism in the Labour Party from the BBC’s brilliant Panorama programme. And the direct but illicit involvement of Magic Grandpa himself in what were meant to be independent investigations.
Even before that came out, three peers resigned from the party because of the vast numbers of Jew-haters in Labour.
One of those to quit is Lord Triesman, a top bloke. He was once a very capable boss of the Football Association. He resigned saying Labour was “instit- utionally anti-Semitic”.
And he added that “the experience of life in the party has become sickening”.
Even Corbyn’s closest allies among Labour MPs have had enough of him. Diane Abbott, for example. And the Shadow Chancellor, the sinister John McDonnell.
Other Labour MPs are sick of being bullied by the convocation of weird Maoists, Trots and Leninists who surround Corbyn. People such as Seumas Milne and Andrew Murray (who thinks North Korea is absolutely bloody marvellous — if only he would go and live there).
THE KNIVES ARE OUT
All of this has helped Labour sink to an astonishing all-time low of 18 per cent in the polls — at a time when we’ve had the worst Conservative Government in memory. Or at least since John Major was in charge.
And now the party has finally turned its back on the people it was set up to support, the working class.
It has decided to back the idea of a second referendum on Brexit, junking its previous decision to “respect the vote”.
Hundreds of thousands of Labour voters in the North of England will be lost to the party as a consequence, possibly for ever.
So the knives are out for Grandpa and I don’t see him lasting much longer. It is now a case of WHEN he goes, not IF he goes. But even when he goes, what can a new leader do with this rabble?
Don’t forget, the party is controlled entirely by the activists. And those are the 300,000 middle-class, liberal lefties and perpetual adolescents who joined the party en masse for three quid to ensure Corbyn was elected leader.
FUN WHILE IT LASTED
They have nothing in common with Labour’s old voter base, the working class. They are opposed to Brexit. They are in favour of Hamas, Venezuela and Cuba. They support identity politics, with its endless hierarchy of victimhood groups.
So the likelihood, then, is that a new leader will also come from the juvenile far Left.
There are some great Labour MPs who would make excellent leaders of the party — Caroline Flint, for example, or Jon Cruddas. But do they stand a chance any more, seeing how the party is?
It’s more likely we’ll end up with John McDonnell, an unrepentant Marxist who thought IRA bombers should be given honours by the British government. Or one of his and Corbyn’s proteges.
It could well be the end of the party as a viable political force full-stop.
Ah well. Time to say goodbye to Jezza. It was fun while it lasted, mate. In a really grim kind of way.
Bored by Tory stories
GRIM viewing, wasn’t it? That leadership debate.
Smirky Hunt trying to convince everyone he has charisma and stands a chance of winning. And our next Prime Minister, Bozo, incapable of giving a straight answer to anything.
Can you imagine asking Boris the time?
“Well, ha ha, I think that’s a very interesting question. And some people may be prepared to tell you it’s eleven o’clock, or perhaps five to five. But I’m not going to do that. No. Not me. That’s for others to say.
“I will tell you, beyond all doubt, that it is definitely not seven o’clock, and that’s the important thing, the thing voters care about. And that’s why I think I should be your Prime Minister. Because I will never tell the electorate it is seven o’clock when it isn’t. And, indeed, even when it is.
“Does that answer your question, Julie?”
Bye Kim
GOOD – he’s gone. Sir Kim Darroch, our ambassador to the US.
Caught out when leaked messages revealed he thinks Donald Trump is “inept” and the White House dysfunctional.
He had to go, even if he has become a darling of the liberal establishment here for hating Trump.
Here’s a suggestion. How about we get as his replacement someone who understands Trump and Trump’s appeal to US voters?
Bad joke of Brexit
DO you really think Boris Johnson is going to get us out of the European Union? Properly, I mean, much as we voted for?
If so, pass the hallucinogens. I could do with getting out of my head too.
My guess is we will leave in part, with a deal slightly weaker than the dog’s breakfast Theresa May put before us. And don’t be too surprised by a general election pretty soon. That will cheer us all up.
Never have so many people been let down by their leaders. You can read about how Brexit was betrayed in my new book, The Great Betrayal, out next week.
It’s a sorry story and it should make you angry. Mind you, it’s also quite funny, if you have a warped sense of humour.
The killing of Geronimo
THIS is Geronimo the alpaca. Take a good look at him because he’s not going to be around much longer.
The Government has decided he must be slaughtered because, according to a possibly flawed report, he carries a strain of bovine tuberculosis. His owner, Helen Macdonald, is utterly distraught.
The killing of Geronimo, and the wholesale slaughter of our badgers, has been forced on the Government by the farmers. They have way too much power.
They create sterile landscapes on vast subsidies.
It’s time for all this to stop. For our sake, as well as Geronimo’s.
Meghan gets no marks
HAVE we ever had a member of the Royal Family who was smugger, more full of herself, more truly bloody irritating, than Meghan?
OK, King John was a bit of a t***er . . . but things were different in the 13th century. And more recently there’s been Fergie, I suppose.
She had a few airs and graces and, like her ex-husband Andrew, was a bit of a div. But at least she wasn’t a hypocrite.
Meghan is insufferably woke – forever bleating about social-justice “ishoos” but happy to swan around in a private jet and have us pay millions for her cottage in Windsor.
Now she’s decided she doesn’t like people taking pics of her when she’s on another freebie to Wimbledon.
Get real, love, before you alienate the entire British public . . . instead of just chippy little monkeys like me.
Guess the age
THE latest social media craze is to sum up your age in just five words, such as: “I had membership at Block- buster.”
OK, I guess that puts you in your early forties at least. Mine might be: “I was at Churchill’s funeral.”
Or: “We had fizzy pop delivered.”
More pertinently, “I have six teeth left,” or: “I remember hating Leeds United even before Don Revie arrived.”
But that’s ten words and thus inadmissible.
Nic's shy now
I SEE that Nicki Minaj has cancelled her concert in Jeddah, Saudi Arabia.
Everyone told her it’s a foul country where they don’t treat women especially well.
But she seemed determined to push on.
My worry is that if Nicki dressed on stage the way she usually dresses on stage, she’d be on permanent display in Saudi, with her head on top of a pole.
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