TB Or Not TB
‘TONY Blair is going nowhere. Well, it makes a nice change from Barbados.
‘They’re all jumping up and gobbing at us, Tony. They really like us’ |
And hes going nowhere for four years. As the Times leads: Four more bold years, vows Blair. In yesterdays speech to the Labour faithful, heralded by a burst of punk band Sham 69s If The Kids Are United (If the kids are united, then well never be divided) Blair outlined his plans for his future and ours.
He said that Labour must deconstruct the old monolith of the NHS and bring in new providers, presumably private ones.
He will continue to batter the criminal justice system to get it to change. And he will be a force for change. Every time Ive introduced a reform in government, I wish in retrospect Id gone further, said he.
Which all sounds just brilliant – just as it has done for each of the past eight years. Looking at the bits weve pulled out from the speech, and reading between the on-message lines, Blair seems to say: I still havent worked out what to with the NHS; I havent got anywhere on tackling crime; I didnt plan all that well.
Securing Britains future, boasts the legend on Blairs lectern, as seen in the Telegraph. Tony throws his hands out wide to his sides, his palms point upwards he looks to all the world like an evangelical preacher.
Surely our primary duty should be to allow law-abiding people to live in safety, says he. Too right, Tony. Nice worlds – even if they do come from the Stating The Bleeding Obvious school of politics.
But while Tony enthuses about this and that, and this and that again, and the Times keeps track of his buzzwords, counting 23 mentions of change or changes in his speech, 9 mentions of progressive and a mere 4 mentions of education, we hear what his fragrant wife has to say.
Cherie, complete with elongated rictus grin and I Love TB badge, is making her grand tour of the conference hall in Brighton.
Posing for shots of her looking happy and accomplished, but no superwoman, Cherie fields a question fielded by a chancing photographer.
Will you miss the life of the First Lady? asked he. Darling, replied Cherie with a breezy air, that is a long way in the future. It is too far ahead for me to even think about.
So much for loving TB – its the fear of catching a dose of Cherie that should really worry us…’
Posted: 28th, September 2005 | In: Uncategorized Comment | TrackBack | Permalink