At the end of last week’s post on Democracy, I asked
I was quite pleased with the turnout, although I wouldn’t call it overwhelming. Nevertheless, we have a decision and I intend to carry out the wishes of the apoplectic public. Although I suppose that after my triumph, I should resign from the blog and let another blogger pick up the pieces. Someone with high level experience, and a knowledge of dated British indie music and puns. And a mum, preferably. A mum of kids. A mum of kids who can maintain the high moral tone of the blog. But who fits the bill???
Andrea Leadsom writes: Not long after I plumped up my c.v. with a visit to the Democrats Abroad convention in Berlin, Mrs Stroke Bloke took a trip to London to meet the Queen.
[Update: as the blog was being prepared at 12:14 on 11 July, Andrea Leadsom withdrew her campaign to be Chief Blogger at apoplectic.me.]
Stroke Bloke resumes: Since I wasn’t invited to see the Queen with me sponge and rusty spanner, I hopped on the Tube to Westminster to wander past The Mother of All Parliaments. And that’s Mother of Parliament, very much in the Andrea Leadsom sense of a mum. A mum of kids. A mum of kids that can teach those kids the value of lying your ass off then telling everyone you said the opposite of that thing wot you said.
Like the BBC and the British papers, you’ve probably forgotten that the Chilcot Inquiry on the UK’s war of aggression in Iraq reported five days ago, and statements were subsequently made at Westminster in the House of Commons. Since I studied the law of international conflicts at law school, I feel pretty comfortable telling you that Sir John Chilcot did not say that the UK’s participation in the Iraq War, 2003-20?? constituted an illegal war. He just said that it met all the conditions of quacking like an illegal war, without qualifying for any of the safe harbours that would make it not walk like an illegal war.
American friends will be aware that Prime Minister’s Questions in the House of Commons has a cult following in the States for its Yah-boo-sucks! form of debate. This approach is encouraged by
- the format
- the arrangement of the benches of government and opposition which are serried and arrayed against each other, and
- not least, the way in which Westminster political correspondents cover the event.
Give or take the Magnificent Robert Peston.
— Robert Peston (@Peston) July 6, 2016
Presume away, Big Man. Cos Westminster’s undignified bullshittery has plumbed such depths that, as Jeremy Corbyn was heckled by MPs from his own party as he responded to David Cameron’s statement on the inquiry.
To be clear, that’s the same Jeremy Corbyn who was one of the few MPs who backed millions of British citizens as they protested against a war that would lead to the deaths of – at a conservative estimate – hundreds of thousands of civilians. And the same Ian Austin who voted in favour of that war.
A few days later another Labour MP, Angela Eagle, launched her campaign to unseat and replace Corbyn as leader of the party. In fact, the “launch” took place at almost exactly the same time Andrea Leadsom MP aborted her campaign to write the stroke blog.
Between my visit to Westminster and the launch of Angela Eagle’s Incredible Clown Car 3000, we were back home in Edinburgh, and I had a chance to visit the Scottish Parliament at Holyrood.
- What happened at Holyrood?
- Can Angela fit 172 Labour Party MPs in her tiny battle bus before its square wheels fall off?
- Will Stroke Bloke find a safe pair of hands to handle the blog?
Find out next week, in another incredible instalment of apoplectic.me!!!