Tweedledead vs Tweedledeader

Peter Hitchens writes:

If it’s wicked to smuggle a corpse on to an aeroplane, how much more wicked is it to smuggle the corpses of two dead political parties into an Election campaign? No normal human being actually supports or likes the Labour Party or the Tory Party. Their meetings are attended only by the very old and confused or by the desperately ambitious, or by people trying to find shelter from the cold and wet. If they sent out collectors into the streets with tins, they’d end the day with 75 pence, a few billion Zimbabwe dollars and a lot of buttons.

If it weren’t for semi-secret taxpayer subsidies, dodgy non-dom billionaires, and equally dodgy trades unions, neither of them would be able to employ the squadrons of professional liars and con men politely called spin-doctors, or the stage sets where for the next few weeks their leading cliques will try to look sensible and important.

And if it were not for the absurd broadcasting rules, under which the BBC will give time to a party only if it’s already rich and powerful, they might have to fight for space against real, original ideas and policies. As it is, prepare for a contest between Tweedledead and Tweedledeader.