I know who I'd bet on.
At least Miss Widdecombe (to whom the BBC is ludicrously referring as "Ms Widdecombe") is an elected MP. The last campaign against bearskins came from assorted pop stars, proving to me once and for all, both that there are much worse things than an hereditary peerage, and that there could be much worse things than an elected second chamber.
And here's hoping that Widdy will extend her sympathy for foxes (far more of which are killed under her present favoured arrangements than ever were before, but there we are) and bears to the legally guilty but morally innocent human beings whom she would put to death, and to the legally and morally innocent human beings in Afghanistan and Iraq whose killing she supports.
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