I woke up this morning and it turned out that the world hadn't ended. Dave and Nick did the deal and sold it to their Parliamentary parties. Nobody got anybody else drunk after the feast and slit anybody's throat. Not even slightly.
I was listening to The Today Programme on the way up to Bradford this morning and I was quite cheered by the sound of William Hague. I like him and I haven't the least idea why. Ideologically, he's venomous. I don't like his stand on Europe in particular but because he is such amusing company I'm prepared to put that on one side. I've blogged before about liking politicians for their comedy value and William Hague is the premier example of comedy politicians.
I had just about reconciled myself to supporting a government with David Cameron in charge when I heard that Theresa May had been appointed as Home Secretary and then the God-awful reality of the next five years hit me round the back of the head. Putting Theresa May in charge of the Home Office is like giving Cruella De Ville the keys to a puppy farm. She's not out on the lunatic fringe with Bill Cash but she is much, much more annoying.
I have a problem though. Do I dislike Theresa May not because she's a Tory but because she's a woman? Her attitude to things isn't that far removed from William Hague but I put up with him because I think he'd be a good bloke to go out for a pint with. We could have a robust exchange of views over a couple of pints and maybe a curry afterwards. I can't imagine that admittedly very unlikely scenario ever happening with Theresa May. Hague is a bloke so I can with reluctance give him a chance but because May is a woman, I can't contemplate her in office at all?
I don't think of myself as in the least misogynistic. I believe absolutely in equality of opportunity in gender, race, religion, sexual orientation and everything else even if you're French or Welsh but apparently not if you're Theresa May.
I was listening to The Today Programme on the way up to Bradford this morning and I was quite cheered by the sound of William Hague. I like him and I haven't the least idea why. Ideologically, he's venomous. I don't like his stand on Europe in particular but because he is such amusing company I'm prepared to put that on one side. I've blogged before about liking politicians for their comedy value and William Hague is the premier example of comedy politicians.
I had just about reconciled myself to supporting a government with David Cameron in charge when I heard that Theresa May had been appointed as Home Secretary and then the God-awful reality of the next five years hit me round the back of the head. Putting Theresa May in charge of the Home Office is like giving Cruella De Ville the keys to a puppy farm. She's not out on the lunatic fringe with Bill Cash but she is much, much more annoying.
I have a problem though. Do I dislike Theresa May not because she's a Tory but because she's a woman? Her attitude to things isn't that far removed from William Hague but I put up with him because I think he'd be a good bloke to go out for a pint with. We could have a robust exchange of views over a couple of pints and maybe a curry afterwards. I can't imagine that admittedly very unlikely scenario ever happening with Theresa May. Hague is a bloke so I can with reluctance give him a chance but because May is a woman, I can't contemplate her in office at all?
I don't think of myself as in the least misogynistic. I believe absolutely in equality of opportunity in gender, race, religion, sexual orientation and everything else even if you're French or Welsh but apparently not if you're Theresa May.
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