The insanity of politics

WELL, this week I think we finally saw political correctness enter the realms of insanity.
For a high ranking member of a ruling party to be virtually forced to resign because he ‘hurt someone’s feelings’ has to be complete madness. Granted, Andrew Mitchell appears to be an egotistical, thoroughly obnoxious prat, who completely deserved to be hauled over the coals for his crass comments.
But resign from his post? Give us a break.
And whose feelings has he hurt? A big butch elite member of the capital’s finest. These police officers are supposed to be trained to have skins like rhinos and epitomise the old saying that sticks and stones may hurt the bones, but names will never even get close.
You only have to watch any of the police reality shows to observe the abuse officers of the law are subjected to on an almost daily basis. Some of the insults from drunken yobs and occasionally even respectable members of the public, make Mitchell’s comments sound like an invitation to dinner.
So, this unpleasant individual called a law officer a pleb. Oh dear. How hurt the man must have been. I wonder if his wife had to comfort him as he sobbed himself to sleep at night. Did he hit the bottle? Perhaps turn to the valium? Of course he didn’t.
This whole thing has been a regurgitation of the class war. An upstairs downstairs conflict, goaded on by the worst bunch of hypocrites of them all. The Labour party. (Remember Gordon Browns ‘bigot’ episode?).
Milliband’s marauders dropped on this incident with barely disguised glee. They revelled in it. What a chance to show the common man how ‘ordinary’ they are and how their members will fight for the rights of the ‘people’.
Be assured. There were no morals involved here; this was a political advantage opportunity and they grabbed it with all the hypocritical ‘manos’ they could muster – and won.
Because of them a talented member of the opposition party has lost his position, the ‘upper crusties’, including David Cameron, have been weakened and many brownie points have been added to the lefties’ score cards.
To the supreme egotist, there is no bigger punishment than admitting they are in the wrong. To the unpleasant Mr Mitchell, his apology must have been akin to prostrating himself in Selfridge’s window clad in sackcloth and ashes.
And that should have been enough. But it wasn’t was it? I bet the gloating and back-slapping of the opposition continued far into the night. Cameron should have shown a bit of leadership strength by severely reprimanding Mr Mitchell, turning down his resignation and telling the gripers of the left to take a running jump. What they gonna do, impeach him?
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