In Corbyn We Trust

The word, moron has never been so popular among our political warmongers; admittedly, I expect it from Tory Blair on grounds that rationality is a weakness during his tenure. Christopher Hitchens exposed that on American TV, to multiples of millions. But us Brits are a game for a laugh, well blame our grey skies, we all know our political elite are democratically chosen to be our pantomime fools.

Apparently 35 of these 'morons' voted for Corbyn to be a candidate, when I say morons it is what they've said about themselves... yes. Being pillars of society, of course... they started an avalanche of support for socialism values by supporting it - not something the modern era has ever heard of; I assume the conservatives thought Labour were 'wannabe' Conservatives. Peculiar with social networks permanently in our lives et all, obviously socialism is the next stage. A further 251K followed the likes of Margaret Beckett to vote for Corbyn, naturally because there's nothing more satisfying than rubbing the establishment's noses in it whenever possible. Why I found myself slapping my thigh in jubilation; the downside is... my thigh is crimson replicating an England rugby player.

Since Thatcherism, politics as yearned for a hirsute rebel; one who has been hovering about like a bad case of halitosis and has risen above the deceit and doom-tellers and is a figurehead of hope for a new era. Welcome Jeremy Corbyn, he is the history-man, a non-entity to many, a maverick to the few. His mildness and unperturbed demeanour has rattled David Cameron of the notion he'd much prefer a bruising opponent who'll get red-face in anger during PMQ's and blurt out nonsensical sound bites just like of old, it's what Cameron knows best. The day after Cameron called Corbyn and congratulated him for his grandiose mandate to lead the opposition he then claims: "Labour are now a serious risk to our nation's security, our economy's security and your family's security." 

Within days the MI5 has said we as a nation have never been for the last thirty years been under such a threat. I believe we should have another inquiry. Firstly, on what was said to Cameron by Corbyn on that congratulatory phone call and secondly whether there is any link to what the MI5 chief broadcasted. It's vital that we get to the bottom of this, it sounds very serious - enough for Harvey from Harrow to dig out his 'Singer' Typewriter from the attic and write a letter of concern. In a few weeks Corbyn may ask the question with a deadpan expression on PMQs "Prime Minister, Harvey from Harrow would like to ask... what risk is Corbyn to my family security, does he steal budgies?"  Corbyn then clears his throat and asks; "Prime Minister, Phil from Northampton would like to ask, have you heard Corbyn sing?"  Has there ever been such hysterical of not hearing a voice...  sadly, hearing the warble of a cat in pain has become too familiar, we've become desensitized to diabolical vocals from the likes of 'Syco productions', to the point we prefer to hear them from politicians while attending events. The picture of Cheryl Blair's letterbox cakehole singing 'Auld Lang Syne' at the 'Millennium Dome' in 2000 forever is etched on the back of my eye lids. That particular red letterbox should've been gaffer taped up, and sold to the Saudis.

This last week the media has showed signs of just coming off their sojourns - via handing out sordid information of Corbyn's dalliances and publishing pictures of Corbyn and Abbott in their parliamentary youth and Corbyn in fanciful holiday gear, it's like the media see Corbyn as a species from the times of King Arthur, wondering what his longevity secret is. Next week I shall expect to read another on a bike altercation involving a police officer enquiring of Corbyn's identity. "You're not the real Corbyn; the real Corbyn is a rebel and a danger to society, you sir, are one of those cheerless, wannabe celebrity types. I bet you even sing the national anthem.”  By day three of ‘pleb-gate mark two’ – Diane Abbott will be forced to say, “I know the real Jeremy Corbyn, he has a minutia red flag tattooed on his inner thigh.” 

For a weaker willed man he’ll fluster and wilt at the timorous content - alas, Corbyn thrives on such issues. Protest and cradling democracy runs in his veins, not profiteering and spin doctoring; unlike other oppositional leaders’ political defaults. Hence, why Labour MPs are pondering their ethical positions, those who declined a ‘Shadow Cabinet Post’ are already struggling with the true essence of Labour and its origins, naturally this begs the question – why did it take Corbyn to be elected Opposition Leader for them to realize their moral code? Politics is a contradistinction like no other. Why it’s alright for MPs to say: “It is time to reunite behind the leader;” yet wave a cabinet post offering!

 Accusations have been so farcical I suspect the ‘movement’ is far greater than anyone imagined. The simple notion that Jeremy Corbyn had 40K questions from the general public to ask Cameron in itself is a political tsunami. Unveiling this democratic animal is work-in-progress, not to be taken lightly, after over 500 protest votes against the establishment - Corbyn is the most equipped for this moment; his mildest is in battle with the moral ground.  A pathway / viewpoint we all have in common. Only the authoritarians and filthy rich need be in trepidation, this coincidently is the whole of the Conservative cabinet and party donors. Why they’re so determined to throw vitriol orientated accusations at this growing Labour movement.

“Beginnings are always difficult in all sciences.”     

You could tell how chaotic his leadership would be from the start, when he gave some important jobs in his party to people he agrees with. This provoked outrage. If he was being inclusive, instead of appointing John McDonnell as shadow chancellor, he’d have given the job to Jeremy Clarkson.