England Loses Faith in Gordon the Moron

England is a very small place.
And our seat of government, Westminster, is even smaller.
So small, in fact, that it would fit inside the average shopping mall.
No wonder, then, that some insiders call it the 'Westminster village'.
But, as Nosher and I noted recently, this is a 'village' in which the head honcho, currently Gordon the Moron, is permanently in the media spotlight.
Betrayals of trust do not go unnoticed, and their consequences tend to come back to haunt the perpetrators.
Thus is was that on our little allotment in South Gloucester, Nosher and I were most entertained by the outcome of the local elections, and the London Mayoral election.
NuLabour (contracting the 'new' into 'nu' conveys an accurate indication of the triumph of 'spin' over substance) took a pasting, and Gordon the Moron was left licking his wounds.
Gordon the Moron is right to blame himself.
He is surrounded by his own personal choice of Assistants in Idiocy, most of whom need the sun to shine on them if they are to look anything like bright.
These are ideologues in a party which long ago gave up championing the causes of the working classes in favour of taking tea with rich city bankers.
NuLabour is not only a leopard that changed its spots, it's one that has forgotten that its previous spots ever meant anything at all.
That's why Gordon the Moron and his Assistants in Idiocy all sound so unconvincing.
Under Tony 'I'm such a nice guy' Blair NuLabour was about amoral pragmatism, not enduring values.
Tony has moved on to other ways of pandering to his egomania and making enormous amounts of money saving the world at other people's expense (usually much poorer people than him...).
Leaving Gordon the Moron promising a return to traditional Labour values.
But since taking over from Tony, Gordon the Moron has, in political terms, hardly moved beyond a slow shuffle.
And he has surrounded himself with an inner circle of Public Relations gurus, marketing people, spin-doctors, and experts in high finance.
Recently, presumably under their tutelage, Gordon discovered 'smiling', looking as convincing as a Cheshire cat that's drunk all the cream off the top of the milk, leaving the rest of us with the whey.
The fact is we're all getting poorer under NuLabour.
And those who are already the poorest have been hit the worst.
Meanwhile, the fat cats are getting ever fatter.
That's what NuLabour stands for these days.
It has betrayed almost all the people who put so much trust in it back in the heady days of 1997.
And now the tide has turned.
Hundreds of Labour Councillors have lost their seats, and dozens of Local Authorities have changed from being Labour-controlled to Tory-controlled, in a turn-around as convincing as the setback suffered by John 'I'm so grey' Major in 1995, which prefigured his overwhelming defeat in the General Election two years later.
So, as Nosher and I relaxed in the sun on our old deckchairs on the grass in front of Nosher's shed, sipping his excellent parsnip wine, we couldn't let the afternoon pass without giving our verdict on Gordon the Moron and NuLabour's performance in the local elections.
'Bunch of conniving manipulative idiots who deceive themselves they know what's best for us' was Nosher's contribution, to which I responded:
'But are the alternatives any better?'
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