Jackson Carlaw is a frightfully nice man who should not be allowed to dress himself. Yesterday at Holyrood he turned up sporting a chartreuse tie that hinted at a second job as the night manager of an Elvis-themed Las Vegas wedding chapel. It wasn’t quite atomic green but Fin Carson might want to get himselfContinue reading “Carlaw takes Tories in a neon-conservative direction”
Monthly Archives: November 2018
Authenticity in politics? I’d rather have character, Darling.
Politics is nothing like normal life and the rules are different there. In normal life, it’s the quiet ones you have to keep an eye on, as every ashen neighbour who has ever told a TV news camera ‘he always kept himself to himself’ will attest. In politics, it’s the loud ones that need watching.Continue reading “Authenticity in politics? I’d rather have character, Darling.”
Bomber Baillie goes Full Metal Jackie
First Minister’s Questions is no place for alarmism. Nicola Sturgeon made that clear when she warned Jackson Carlaw against ‘inadvertently undermin[ing] public confidence’ in the flu jab. On what tenuous basis was the interim Tory leader engaging in such wanton scaremongering? Other than the fact that 61 per cent of over-65s haven’t received the vaccineContinue reading “Bomber Baillie goes Full Metal Jackie”
Brexit Britain makes Israel’s hectic politics look strong and stable
Nothing humiliates quite like the sympathy of foreigners. When you are overseas in times of acute national anguish, even the slenderest shard of sympathy can pierce the heart. It is far preferable that your hosts be blunt. Candour stings but pity burns. I spent last week in Israel, land of unwieldy coalitions and unstable governments.Continue reading “Brexit Britain makes Israel’s hectic politics look strong and stable”
Snowflakes and jackboots
It’s the most exciting thing to happen to veganism since the soy latte. Waitrose Food magazine parted company with editor William Sitwell last week after comments about killing vegans. In fact, Sitwell had cracked a joke in an email to a vegan journalist but, as you might imagine with people who consider dropping an eggContinue reading “Snowflakes and jackboots”
Che Guevara of Charlotte Square joins the class war
Primly accoutred in a royal blue Thatcher suit, the First Minister was somewhat overdressed for the class war. The Che Guevara of Charlotte Square had stormed the ramparts of Holyrood to decry Philip Hammond’s Budget sop to the filthy rich. The capitalist lickspittle had raised the higher income tax threshold to £50,000, feathering the nestsContinue reading “Che Guevara of Charlotte Square joins the class war”
Stephen Daisley 