Tory Tosh & Labour Lies

"Tory Tosh & Labour Lies" was the title of a classic Regency by-election leaflet, published back in November 2007 when we were fighting to keep our seat in the ward and get Jason Kitcat elected (which we did - with a massive 41.6% of the vote). The title still makes me chuckle even now :)

Anyway, recent days have seen an epic breakout of both Tory Tosh and Labour Lies across Brighton & Hove, at both national and local level electorally:

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SO, FAREWELL THEN DAVID BULL

News broke on Friday that David Bull, a former doctor and TV presenter, was standing down as the Tories' Prospective Parliamentary Candidate for Brighton Pavilion in order to head up a Conservative policy review on sexual health with Anne Milton, the shadow health minister.

This didn't come as a surprise to us - Brighton & Hove Greens had noticed that he'd stopped updating his campaign website months ago.

But why the (not-so-sudden) exit from the contest for a Westminster seat which the Tories had seemed to consider a relatively winnable gain from Labour? Surely not the prospect of losing to Caroline Lucas, or the lure of other, safer, seats which will inevitably become available in the wake of the expenses scandal?

Who can say? One thing's for sure, some Tory activists are pulling [hmm] faces (check out these comments - my favourite one is "this policy review smells like a fig leaf" lol), but Dr Bull is denying everything, especially a big fall-out with the local Conservative Association.

We await the announcement of their replacement candidate with interest (please, God, NOT David Van Day again. Please.*).

*Ben's blog about this nightmarish scenario is very funny.

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LEAFLETS: YOU ARE DOING IT WRONG

Labour, on the other hand, just seem to be getting more and more desperate if not downright barking when it comes to the forthcoming Goldsmid by-election, and their accompanying campaign material.

First, their candidate tried to pretend that, erm, she wasn't really a Labour candidate (honest!), whilst simultaneously adopting Green policies.

Then she took up a whole photo in her next leaflet to prove just how Green she really is ("Look kids! THE PLANET IS IN MY HANDS!" - here's a protip love, it's not the kids you should be trying to educate about Climate Change, it's your colleagues in Government).

But to top it all, the most recent Goldsmid Labour by-election communication was little more than a catalogue of lies; a laughable fiction aimed solely at undermining Alex Phillips, the Green candidate for this contest (well, it would be laughable if it weren't breaking the law).

Now, I could take some time here to dissect Labour's feeble effort of a leaflet line-by-line, but to be honest it's so crap and so tired that I really can't be arsed. It's just bobbins.

Plus Ben has already blogged about this (as has Neil Harding - the Brighton Politics Blogger is also keeping a watchful eye, and continuing to urge for a tactical Green vote in Goldmid). And anyway, I understand that the local constabulary are now involved, so probably best not to speculate further on matters which may already be under investigation.

Instead, 'cause I'm feeling generous this evening, here's another tip for Labour's (*ahem*) 'publications gurus': attack other parties' policies in your leaflets, not their people.

Trying to discredit your opponents on a personal level generally goes down like a cup of cold sick with the electorate, and smacks of pure desperation. People just aren't that stupid (unfortunately for you).

Labour, you FAIL IT. Roll on July 23rd.

There's only so much dog poo readers can take

Readers may recall that last week I was angsting about doing it wrong in this blog. But lo, the Blogosphere has spoken! And it was good.

In response to my plea for feedback, I received four (yes FOUR) replies:

1. A Buddhist chant from casa da poesia (I took this to be encouraging);

2. "Do not be a Politics Robot. Please!!!" - this kind comment came from rekindled, along with an equally kind offer to have a look at my crappy coding for me (mate, you're going to be sorry you offered! - and thanks!);

3. A very encouraging comment from fellow Green Cllr Sue Luxton, who has been blogging a lot longer than I have, and therefore knows of which she speaks: "I have this dilemma too, but think you're striking a good balance so far. There's only so much info about rubbish collections, CPZs and dog poo that readers can take (ooh, how glamorous the life of a cllr can be!)";

4. An email from a regular reader who shall remain nameless, but the gist was (in the timeless words of Billy Joel) "don't go changing".

So there we have it - a 100% positive steer for me to keep blogging about incidental day-to-day happenings as well as the Big Stuff (or 75% if that Buddhist chant is a special one for hopeless cases - still not bad I think).

Thanks to everyone for their encouragement and kind words! And sorry to the Politics Geeks, but there'll be more to come on baking, pussycats, and street art, as well as elections and policies. All work and no play makes for a very dull girl, don't you think?

PS As always, the ever-hilarious Encyclopedia Dramatica's entry on the different types of "blogging" had me in stitches:
  • Politics
    • Author Profile: Intense, angry, probably a virgin
    • Typical Talking Point: The government sucks!!!
    • Representative Public Reply: OMG!!! Noes u suck!

Flaming June

Our pussycats stayed at the RSPCA kennels in Patcham last weekend while we were Up North seeing my folks.

We collected them on Tuesday afternoon, and as we were driving home via the Ditchling Road, my eyes were dazzled by an amazing display of scarlet fields to the east near Falmer.

"Blimey," I remarked to Mr K. "That's a sight for sore eyes." Being a responsible driver, Mr K was unable to share this with me at the time, but a photo in yesterday's Argus of the same poppy fields prompted us to venture forth this afternoon to see if we could take a closer look.

We headed to the Brighton University Falmer campus, and lo and behold, the land adjacent to the Falmer Stadium site and the fields beyond were awash with crimson:




Oh man, what an amazing sight: I don't think I've ever seen anything like this in England before. I was transported and awestruck by the sheer beauty of the vast, unfolding spread of poppies covering acres of fields around us. So beautiful. Elysian fields.

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The other thing which made my day today was watching Spinal Tap at Glastonbury on the telly. 'This Is Spinal Tap' is my favourite ever film ("rockumentary, if you will") and I was just pmsl at their performance this afternoon.

I nearly fainted with glee when they struck up the opening chords to 'Stonehenge' (the plaintive observation that "nobody knows who they were - or what they were doing" is an oft-repeated phrase in the Kennedy household, mainly uttered when gazing at Avebury and the like).

And they had a teeny-tiny inflatable lintel, replete with People of Restricted Growth. And someone right at the front was waving a Green Party flag :D

It doesn't get much better than this. Oh, I sooooo wish I was there!

Keep On Rocking In The Free World

Neil Young is a genius. I'm not at Glastonbury this year* (although Cllr Paul Steedman is**), but I'm participating from my armchair via BBC2, and having just watched Young's set, I am kicking myself that I didn't try and get tix.

Not content with delivering a blistering version of 'Keep On Rocking...' (as politically relevant as ever), Neil Young has just effortlessly trumped all the overblown and fantastic (in the truest sense of the word) eulogies which have been and will be pouring in regarding the very sad, untimely, demise of Michael Jackson with a version of the Beatles' 'Day In The Life': "I read the news today - oh, boy..." (moar lyrics here)

I *heart* Neil Young. And I feel truly sad about MJ - what a shame, what a ruined life, what a waste of astonishing talent. But others have blogged better about this. So I'll say no more.

* [*2005/07 flood trauma face*]
** I hope you're keeping warm & dry Paul! [*Mum face*]