On Being Almost Completely Right

Oh well, it's over - for now. I was so close to being right I could taste it. Now the only hope for a national day of rejoicing is a Guido rumour that Purnell will stand. I had hoped that good old backbench treachery would, once again, ride to the nation's rescue. Instead, the PLP meeting consisted of little more than horde of bullied and blackmailed peons applauding Brown and banging desks like schoolboys. What celebrations, one wonders, would they have reserved for actually winning an election or even for doing just badly rather than catastrophically? And so we face the prospect of another year of national humiliation at the hands of this man. It's a good thing I don't take politics seriously, otherwise I'd be really angry.