I’ve finally had chance to watch the episode that aired on the 14th and find myself getting more and more frustrated with the format of what used to be the Beeb’s flagship politics programme. It’s in need of a good shake-up.
How much better had it simply consisted of a debate between John Mann and Dominic Grieve with David Dimbleby in the chair? An informed pro-Brexit view from the left and its obverse from the right with all the screen-time eating frippery and distraction stripped away.
As it was I wasted over half the programme hitting the fast-forward button getting to the segments of any worth. The audience was the first to go. Isabel Oakeshott, ever decorous but in this context dispensable; Matthew Wright, this week’s token non-politico making the invariably pointless contribution; Leanne Wood, Penygraig’s platitude-mumbling numbskull illustrating perfectly why calling polytechnics universities doesn’t make it so.
The purpose of a programme like that ought to be to provoke and inform, not to parade a selection of cliches. The place where, as Runciman said, ”the truth goes to die.”
Quick question for you, though if you don’t feel qualified to attempt an answer please don’t feel under any obligation: W. B Yeats. How is he regarded in the Ireland of 2018? Is he still widely read and taught/studied?
I’ve been dipping in and out of his writings quite a bit of late and I was just curious as to his current standing in his homeland?
A red-letter day in prospect for all you avid conspiracy consumers on here, your spiritual King is due to hit town on Monday 19th November and speak at an as yet unnamed location - in fact it’s “top secret” according to his press release, details are to follow nearer the date. He’s probably trying to throw lizards, antifa and Inland Revenue off the scent.
It’s £30 a ticket but I know some of you are going to want to...
If you have tickets booked you had best look at travelling a few hours earlier than you had planned. Trainline made no mention of any works on the line if you booked a little while ago but they are definitely happening this weekend.
Don’t think I’m minimising the torment his parents must have gone through, I’m not. It must be Hell for the parents of any child murdered, every parent’s worst nightmare, but don’t you think this is a bit bizarre?
Talking with Clase on here about the televised Labour conferences of the ‘70s set me thinking about old Peter Shore and how his passion and oratory used to light up the screen. The younger posters on here (Ace?) may not have heard of him, those my age and older may have found him slipping from memory too with the passage of time?
As I listened again to his speech I’m pasting up here it seems to me to dovetail pretty seamlessly with what Corbyn really believes, with the stance his political record clearly reveals to be his position. Why does he not stand up? Timidity? Or is it another instance of principles jettisoned in pursuit of power?
Peter Shore was an old-school orator of the heart and gut. You don’t have to agree with what he’s saying to appreciate a man make his case plainly, forcefully, without apology. Sterling stuff.
Listening to a radio snippet of Theresa May outlining her plan for more devolved powers post-Brexit has left me feeling slightly torn. As somebody who has always believed in the principle of subsidiarity I nonetheless feel uncomfortable with the prospect of trusting the collection of over-elevated local councillors and the odd fruit loop in Cardiff Bay with increased responsibility.
Reading and listening to the endless procession of old gang Labour and Conservative pundits and politicos bidding to outdo one another in a crescendo of rehearsed outrage I’m struggling to keep a straight face.
Has the penny started to drop yet? The reason for all the wailing and gnashing of teeth is that somebody has come up with a far more effective means of manipulating public opinion than they have in their arsenal.
Entitlement undermined. That’s what you are watching and seeing today.