Sunday, January 08, 2006

I'm back from Ireland, best friend in tow. I'd write something significant, I really would, but right now all of my writing power needs to be directed elsewhere. Sorry 'bout that.

In other news, the party's gone nuts! I first heard about Charles Kennedy's admission about drinking in the hostel kitchen on Friday, in Galway. And, now he's resigned. And there's a leadership election, where everyone seems to be lining up (myself, included, for now) behind Menzies Campbell (Ming). It's nuts, I tell you! Nuts! And the MP that I worked for seems to have had a part in all of this. I might have to go up to Brent after Duchie flys back to the States to do some leafletting and get the scoop. I'm not entirely surprised, I suppose, that this all happened. Le sigh.


yolly said... Reply to comment

If politics is a greasy pole, as Charles Kennedy has sadly discovered, then his obvious successor, Simon Hughes, now needs to seize that pole with a very firm grip.

Hughes is respected in all quarters as decent, compassionate, urbane, witty, intelligent, principled and also vastly experienced.

More to the point, for the future of the Lib Dems, he is hugely popular with the public.

For all his personal qualities, that easy affection which people from all walks of life offer him is the most significant reason why he is the right man to lead them into a share of Government later this year.

After half a generation of a "New Labour" experiment that has ended up looking as clueless and lacklustre as the dying and dreary Conservative administration it replaced, Britain is long overdue the freshness and vitality that has always characterised the bulk of the Liberal Democrat policy canon.

That's why the Lib Dem membership owe it to the country to choose the man whose electability offers them the best chance of a serious role in Government that has beckoned many times but hitherto remained tantalisingly just out of reach.

In short: cometh the hour, cometh Mr Hughes.