So he was flapping his chops yesterday about how Labour supporters have no "fire in their bellies". Why on earth should they??? What have they been offering? The Labour party seem to have become the Left Wing Conservative party, led by the personality-free zone that is Gordon Brown. They remind me in some ways of my old school canteen. It was never brilliant, but it filled your belly and you felt like you had decent options in choosing to eat there. Then the Jamie-Oliver era of 'healthy' school dinners swept in (in my opinion a movement based more on condemning the food children had been consuming than teaching them how to have more of a varied, tasty but healthy diet to set them up for life). My school, despite being one of the top three in the country, appeared to decide that a new, healthier menu for us took too much money and effort, and simply removed all the tasty/unhealthy food and left only the few passable meals that slipped through the net, raising the prices in the process. We were hungry, broke, stressed at being unable to unwind with a tasty bite for 45 minutes after difficult days preparing for exams. We were dissatisfied. It led to breakaways, sneaking up the town even though it was forbidden and often more expensive, and a year later a boycott was staged when there was to be another price hike (it was successful, and made the money-grubbing head chef, who actually managed to win school chef of year despite former employees claiming she would have served us rat droppings if it saved her a few pennies, cry!). When our options were removed, we turned elsewhere, to candidates which offered us more in comparison, even though we knew we shouldn't be giving them our custom. Labour have done little to inspire, satisfy and serve their supporters or attract new voters, let alone make up for the mistakes it had already made in recent years. The smarmy, horrendous and thoroughly unlikable Cameron looks like a right-wing JFK in comparison to Brown's dull, anxious-looking but well-meaning Nixon.
On the subject of personalities, X Factor has always been sinonymous to me with lack therof. Spitting out goody-goody aria-screaming divas, pub quality rat-packers or performers who are poor imitations of acts already in the charts, all armed with stories about how their granny's favourite dog died in a tragic golf-cart accident (and I'm sure they were with them in all of their performances...howling along), but no interesting persona, none that hasn't been forced or clearly fabricated anyway. Which is why I'm kind of rooting for the vile Grimes twins, John Paul and Edward. They're not overly good, but they make things interesting, plus they look a lot like one of my weirder exes (and that's saying something) which I find humorous. So John Paul and Edward to win! Let the nice guy finish last! Because 'nice' doesn't necessarily mean 'likable'.
- Alistair, Darling... please...