Tuesday, September 29, 2015

BBC The Daily Politics - assassinating Corbyn

Some gibbering ass (Lance Price) is trying to say Corbyn's speech was no good. He's trying his damnedest to portray it as a dismal failure. He wants Corbyn to go chasing other people's votes, the very mistake that has now cost Labour two general elections. Jeremy Corbyn's speech was excellent, and I have watched all the leader speeches for both main parties for many years. It was one of the best. The BBC commentator, Lance Price, was wheeled on by Andrew Neil immediately after the speech with a little caption on the screen, "Speech Verdict". How can this be viewed in any other way than a calculated attempt to smear Corbyn and distort perception of his speech? Price says he had low expectations and the speech fell well below them. I don't think the idiot can have even listened to the speech. It was excellent and ended on a massive high, far more thoughtful and satisfactory than Miliband or Blair ever achieved with their phoney baloney. I make a little exception for Gordon Brown but he too was in thrall to "chasing the game". Corbyn is on the money. But I'm afraid BBC News is in a tailspin. I love the BBC but its news division is dissolving into amateurish, clownish self-indulgence and groupthink. #dailypolitics #bbcdailypolitics #bbc #bbcnews #bbcdailypolitics #andrewneil #jeremycorbyn #uklabour #lanceprice

BBC Newsnight

BBC Newsnight commentators are like children trying to guess what the grown-up world is about, chattering nonsense. ‪Evan Davis was in a world of his own as he questioned John McDonnnell about policy at the 2015 Labour party conference. He was all wrapped up and smiling and not even looking at McDonnell. He talked so fast, the shadow chancellor could hardly get a word in. Evan Davis hasn't woken up from the previous groupthink and when he does he will get into another groupthink. He might never have an idea of his own, as long as he lives. Allegra Stratton is even worse. All the mateys together. #‎bbcnewsnight‬ #evandavis #allegrastratton #johnmcdonnell

Wednesday, September 02, 2015

The trophy

It is night and the city streets are dark and crowded. A sort of tournament is under way, which all the people are in. The crowds proceed around a large town square in the darkness. The trophy is on a small table in the middle of the grassy square where all is pitch dark. I go in and take it.  Everywhere is so dark there is no risk of being seen. Someone is with me, but only vaguely. I lead the way around the corner of a building and along narrow pavements lined with police. Maybe we drift apart a little on our way out of town.