Miliband Matters

We never fought a war against the Soviet Union. On the contrary, there are still streets in Britain named after Stalin.

That raises the very serious question of why we ever involved ourselves in the dispute between Hitler and Stalin for control of Eastern Europe, which ended with Churchill's handing over to Stalin of that great tract of territory and of its inhabitants; they have not forgotten Churchill there, just as he has not been forgotten in the old mining areas of Britain.

But we did. Whereas Hitler was our enemy, Stalin was our ally. Those are just the facts. Make of them what you will. 

In any case, Ralph Miliband was not Ed Miliband. Of the same generation as that latter are Cameron, Gove and all of that crowd. They ought to have been made to wear their old Hang Mandela T-shirts to Thatcher's funeral. Cameron ought to be made to wear his old Hang Mandela T-shirt to Mandela's funeral.

Anyone of Cameron's generation who was ever attracted to the Conservative Party must have been, among other things, a supporter of apartheid South Africa. The fact that he joined it when he did proves conclusively, and beyond reasonable doubt, that those were his views. 

If the Mail titles really are going down, then what will become of their platform for paleocon voices? Peter Oborne or no Peter Oborne, and Tim Stanley or no Tim Stanley, put not your trust in the Telegraph, which today uses this whole business in order to attack Neil Clark for his opposition to Islamist-Maoist pimps and heroin traffickers who wore, and who wear, black shirts in tribute to their SS fathers and grandfathers.

If newspapers do not wish to be treated by political parties as if they were rival political parties, then they ought not to behave as such. But they do. And Ed Miliband (perhaps this bit really is due to his foreign background) has no truck with Rule Number One of British politics, which is that Labour must never, ever, ever fight back. Those days are gone. Get used to it.