Our political parties are corpses and democracy as we used to know it is quite dead

I expect the Labour conference this week will be very like a funeral I once attended, in ice-cold rain, under black skies, in the shadow of a Victorian prison, where the heavy clay soil was so wet that the grave had to be held open with steel props in case it closed up with a gigantic squelch before the final prayers were over.

In short, it will be so gloomy that it will almost be funny.

Like the world banking system, Labour has gone belly up and can survive only if it is rescued by outsiders and entirely rebuilt.

What’s more, this is the second time this has happened to the decrepit party in two decades.

Two years ago, it seemed invincible and it was the Tories who were a despised and failed brand.

Now it’s indefensible and the Tories have mysteriously become, if not popular, then bearable. What happened? Why the sudden, violent swing?

The cold, miserable truth is that both our major political parties are corpses, their original purposes long forgotten, their loyal members driven away or sidelined, their traditional voters taken for granted.

Every so often, by a mysterious process, one of them is declared electable and the other is declared unelectable.

And we, the voters, do as we are told. By whom? For what purpose?

Labour really died around 1983, in the years of Michael Foot.

It was then invaded by young men and women, sometimes smirking, sometimes scowling, bleeping with the latest electronic devices and attired in costly suits, accompanied by spivs with suitcases of bank notes.

It was like watching a stately, traditional company being taken over by asset-strippers.

Its older inhabitants underwent a callous process of humiliation and scorn, while its honoured brand-name was turned to other uses by people who had never much liked it anyway.

Now that’s over. What began in the age of the bleeper has ended in the age of the BlackBerry.

The costly suits and the dodgy donors have migrated, for the moment, to the Tory Party. Who knows where they will go next? Back to Labour? Or somewhere else?

Funnily enough, those Tories who have much of a memory will remember their party’s similar death.

They will recall Blackpool in the autumn of 2003 - unbelievably, only five years ago - when poor Iain Duncan Smith sat alone, much as Gordon Brown does now, listening to the whispers of a thousand plotters planning to get rid of him.

He knew, as Mr Brown does, that he was finished.

But, as the son of a Spitfire ace who had himself been raised in the military code, he saw no honourable way to go except to wait for his enemies to come and kill him. This they duly did.

The assassination of IDS was one of the strangest and most important moments in British politics.

IDS did actually represent the force and mind of the Tory Party, bewildered and demoralised, after its wholly unjust 2001 defeat.

He became leader because none of the supposed ‘big beasts’ of Toryism liked Tory voters or party members, or shared their views.

And most of the medium-sized beasts preferred to go away and make some money, rather than have pails of lukewarm swill chucked over them by a media who were then wholly in the pocket of New Labour, just as they are now in David Cameron’s pocket.

What happened next is so fascinating that everyone missed its significance.

The Michael Howard palace revolution against IDS was a blatant takeover of a Right-wing party by the ‘Centre-Left’ establishment.

It was played out almost entirely on the airwaves and in the newspapers. MPs did what they were told by the media.

It was made easier because the ‘Centre-Left’ media have always inaccurately portrayed Mr Howard as being Right-wing.

He isn’t. He is actually a conventionally liberal career politician of the sort you find near the top of both big parties.

After IDS had been utterly destroyed, it was made plain to all Tory MPs (with the help of the media elite) that they had better not stand against Mr Howard for the leadership.

So nobody did. And he was ‘elected’ unopposed in a way that makes Vladimir Putin look like a fervent democrat.

Compare the absence of media fuss about this with the bitter media condemnation of Labour for installing Gordon Brown without a vote.

The Tory Party had been put into receivership. Its supposed owners - those who voted for it and supported it - had lost control over it.

The ‘Centre-Left’ establishment, Britain’s permanent government of media types, politicised moneybags and their approved pundits, had taken over, and their task was to make it as unconservative as possible, as quickly as possible.

Mr Howard made it plain that his coronation was the end of anything remotely Right-wing.

He ruthlessly sacked two candidates, Danny Kruger in Sedgefield and Adrian Hilton in Slough, for making apparently Right-wing remarks that could be (and of course were) misrepresented in the ‘Centre-Left’ media.

Then he went a great deal further, and sacked Howard Flight, the serving MP for Arundel, for a similar offence.

Mr Howard almost certainly had no legal power to do this, but once again the ‘Centre-Left’ media decided it was not a scandal.

The imposition of the liberal careerist David Cameron on the Tory Party, once Michael Howard had finished being the establishment’s caretaker, was also achieved by the ‘Centre-Left’ media.

They adopted Mr Cameron as their candidate and propelled him to victory despite a very poor start to his campaign and an equally poor performance on live TV, later on, up against his more conservative rival, David Davis.

You’ll notice that it is the same people, that ‘Centre-Left’ combo of media types, who did a similar job on the Labour Party back in the late Eighties and early Nineties.

Interestingly, that revolution was much more about image than about reality.

The Tories have genuinely dropped most of their remaining conservative positions. continues here


Its interesting isn’t it, that a columnist for a mainstream newspaper recognises the obvious, this being, that democracy is dead, one wonders if it ever really existed, in my own case, I began questioning it quite some time ago. It took little time for me to realise, that debates in the house had very little bearing on my life, or indeed that of others, I realised that in essence voting was a waste of time, a sham, given that each party, were completely in the pockets of what Mr Hitchen’s refers to as, “Britain’s permanent government of media types, politicised moneybags and their approved pundits”.

Of course I had no way of knowing then, just how corrupt the system is, how stacked the game, Mr Hitchen’s harks back to Iain Duncan Smith’s defeat in 2003, where Iain Duncan Smith the “quiet man of politics”, “sat alone”, yet there had if I remember, been a comprehensive campaign to oust Mr Smith for most of his chairmanship. The owned media had used their considerable might to ruin Mr Smith’s reputation, questioning his qualifications, expense payments and such like.

All of this is, a tried and tested formula to get shot of leaders, whom the “permanent government of media types, politicised moneybags and their approved pundits”, wish to replace. Now such events would be bad enough, if just occurring over five short years, yet I believe that such behaviours, have occurred before I was even born. It is no untruth to state, that politics has been and is a rigged game, in some ways the masses now know this, one could look at voting patterns going back many years and see a consistent fall, in those taking time to vote, in my own life, I now know more who do not vote than do.

Oh they try to cajole the electorate, bully them, seek to lower the age when individuals can vote, finally they lie, claiming that those “Tommie’s” who were slaughtered in the Second World War, fought so that we could have the freedom to vote. Of course, this is an evil lie, those “Tommie’s” fought because they had no choice, no option, if they refused to fight then they were ostracized, considered cowards, facing gaol and even court-martial and death, under such conditions did they have choice, I leave it to the reader to decide.

I remember some years back now, an old soldier approaching a far-left stall, of his own violation mind and stating quite openly that, “he wished Hitler would have won”, of course he was ridiculed, disparaged until he walked away. Yet this is not the only time I have heard such sentiments, which of course is understandable, they were promised a land fit for heroes and comprehensibly lied to, this is a land fit for nothing.

I have to say at this point that, “I would never fight for this country, never lay down my life for this flag and never let my children do the same either”, does this make me a coward, a weakling, an ignoble scoundrel. I was of a different mind years ago, I wore this countries flag with pride, I scooted, ran to the recruiting office, filled with pride and visions of serving my country, yet for an individual to serve their country, it must first serve them and most importantly it must be their country.

Can we really say this of this country now, does it serve its people, does it look after its own, does it advocate its people’s interests or does it pander to the invader, permit the parasite and shelter the criminal. Is it my country, “if you are white reading this”, is it your country, are minarets, synagogues, gurdwara’s and all the other strange and alien aspects now prevalent, part of your country, part of your heritage, is your flag worth anything if all can lay claim to it.

I say no, I say that this is a country dying, relying upon its great past, because it has nothing else to offer, and “Britain’s permanent government of media types, politicised moneybags and their approved pundits”, have ruined it all, destroyed so much. So that is why the indigenous peoples of this country, do not rush to the polling booths, that is why democracy is dead, because perhaps, it always has been and the lie is now found out.

If it were but five short years since they oppressed us, since they ruled us, since they denied the people a voice, then it would be no hard thing to remove them but it has been far, far longer than that, if we had the voice they claim we have, why non-white immigration, generations past didn’t want it and voiced their disapproval for it. If we had a voice, why has the death penalty never returned, because they claim to know better than us, we are mere children to them, thrown playthings, asked for an opinion, when the decision has of course, already been made. 14

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