Inglorius Bastards

The more our inglorious leader bangs on - irrespective of his own fragile, tenuous position - about achievements achieved and plans grandiose planned, one uncomfortable and incontrovertible fact remains: Tory governments are pretty much always economic failures. We are now entering recession yet again: in the last forty years, we have had peak recession in the mid-eighties, early nineties and late 'oughties; all under Tory regimes.

Our current unemployment figures seem to bely this - 'the lowest since the mid-seventies' is the mantra - but the problem is that we have lots of people in jobs where the quality of an awful lot of that employment is poor, with remuneration inadequate to support any kind of reasonably comfortable life, which falsely skews  employment statistics - themselves, as all statistics are, always open to manipulation and misinterpretation - to give a picture of health and stability where none such exists.

The PM imagines himself as a twenty-first century version of his hero, Winston S. Churchill: himself a political phoenix, reborn from the ashes of previous gaffes and failures; the difference here being that Doris Pooh the Younger hasn't a scintilla of Churchill's talent or gravitas in true moments of crisis, or - and what I think sticks in his craw - the old-school 'class' of Churchill's clan, or indeed the money: something the Bear of Little Brain seems to think he hasn't enough of. Try selling that one to the struggling masses attempting to weather the storm of economic collapse, in which you and your ilk are complicit, you ursine fool...