Hit Squads Target Corbynites.

As we speak, well OK we’re not actually speaking but as we would if we were, thousands of Corbynites are being disappeared from the streets and held in West Ham’s new ground under police protection for the foreseeable future. The opposition front bench are signing rub-out notices on anyone foolish enough to vote for JC. OMG he’s not the second coming is he? Well you might think so judging by the Mugabe-esc tactics of his own party. Lucky for him we don’t stock polonium 210 in this country. It feels reminiscent of the fear and anger of the moneychangers in the Temple, the end of the world as they know it; a politician that listens, considers and responds. They after all inhabit the world of listen, ignore and spin some guff till they lose interest. This is about the constituents of power, its component parts. Take parties, policies and collective responsibility. These are forged in committee and disseminated to voters via maximum persuasiveness. JC is not a backroom plotter nor is his thoughtful language persuasive as we’ve come to understand the word. Take ‘on message’ bluster and the dismissal of pertinent questions and facts. Here again JC’s stile of listening and putting forward considered answers and views utterly fails to fulfil expectations. No, when his party’s collective responsibility will be to pull the rug from under him he won’t last five minutes. But people at large love his style and his views and hate being deceived by bluster and dissembling rhetoric. Last evening I watched a documentary on the West Indian cricket team led by the mild bespectacled Clive Lloyd during the 70’s. Through the years of his captaincy they began as underdogs and grew to dominate world cricket. No bluster, no rhetoric, no backroom committees, they just did with honesty what was necessary to succeed and grew in well-justified belief. This is what the English people are hearing in Jeremy Corbyn, the voice of genuine leadership, but I doubt the Labour Party is that astute.