Maybe if we hold our noses tight, we can help choose the next Conservative leader. Not that there’s much choice
The thought of another unelected Tory prime minister – and this time in all likelihood a rightwing fanatic – is almost too much to bear. If a general election isn’t called before 2022 (the date set by the Fixed Term Parliaments Act), then we face the prospect of our next prime minister being one of the following: a serial liar, out only for himself; a man who gambled the life of a newborn baby to appease populist zeal; a guy who managed to piss off almost the entirety of our NHS workforce; a woman whose rise remains unfathomable but who is definitely, unmistakably, a mother; and Michael Gove, being his stubborn best. It’s like being offered a Revel, but only the coffee ones are left.
It is no wonder that much national opinion oscillates between disbelieving despair and incredulous laughter at our current political class. Perhaps then, we – the sensible on the left, or centre, or centre left – should hold our noses and do something spectacular: join the Conservative party. I understand this is about as enjoyable a prospect as taking a dip in a sewer, but shall we sabotage from the inside? We could hold fringe meetings in ironic burgundy trousers. Who’s in?
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