Saturday, 10 June 2017
I still can't get my head round the election result. If you look at the plain facts, the Tories won and Labour lost. There are loads of people going on about percentages, if we had proportional representation, blah, blah, blah, anything to justify their own partisan stance. I have decided it is what it is and now we need to get fucking things done and resolve all the outstanding issues rather than rehashing the last seven weeks.
Being a but more parochial, the SNP are still the largest party in Scotland but Ruth the Mooth's mob got 13 seats. I never thought I would ever see the day when the Tories got over double figures in Scotland. Either there is some sort of collective amnesia about what happened to this country in the 80s and early 90s or the Union Jack means a lot more to a lot of people than their children/grandchildren's futures or the kind of society they live in.
There are so many questions that are unanswered and things unresolved by this result but one glaring issue at the moment relevant up here is concerning me more than any other.
After the SNPs historic result in 2015, there were an awful lot of voices clamoring for English Votes For English Laws that most of us in Scotchlandshire to be honest said, fair enough, nothing to do with us really, we have our Parliament for those things and it's only fair that the things that only matter to England should be up to their elected representatives to debate and vote on. Last night I began to wonder if EVEL was still a thing and if so that means that Mrs May cannot rely on the 13, I will say it again so it sinks in, FUCKING THIRTEEN! Tory MPs in the place where the English party have nothing but contempt for. Or as I suspect all of those champions of fairness and democracy such as John Redwood and living anachronism, Jacob Rees Mogg will be strangely silent now.
Marvin Gaye - What's Going On (Reflex re-fit)