Rebekah returns, which is a kick in the nuts for the vestige of my belief that the British mainstream media is anything other than so badly damaged it needs to be taken away to the back yard and put out of its misery with a single shot, like a sadly decrepit old police horse that has done its best work.
It’s not just the Labour Party that is currently going super-nova as it appears to swallow itself in its own singularity, I’ll stop that right there. A simple thing like voting has lead to ritualistic self-examination, recrimination and rebuilding within the Labour Party here in the UK. But we need to not point the nose of mirth at politics and politicians getting “one person/one vote” wrong. The world(s?) of Science Ficion has recently tripped over its own referendum.
With the Labour Party currently at war over the heart, soul, the future (and in some cases of the dangerous historical rewriting by political commentators), its past and those of its leadership candidates, let us use actual evidence to relive one of the great modernising moments in the history of the Labour Party. And while we’re at it, let’s palm our faces at the repetition unearthed from one small book and one survey carried out at the start of the swinging 60s.