The reason I mention it is that I think Britain is about due for one. The Blairs will be strung up above a petrol pump any day now. I won’t be sorry to see that happen, of course, but a change of rulers is the joy of fools*, and unless the army takes over, it will be either:
a) Brown seizes powerBoth roads lead to certain ruin, yet these are the choices we face. I would slightly prefer rule by military junta on lesser evil grounds, but I agree it’s not ideal. Or we could just do away with parliament and let the Queen rule the country on her own.
b) The Tories get back in
Whose idea was it to have elections, anyway? If MPs were selected by competitive examination we wouldn’t be in this hole. We don’t elect airline pilots or heart surgeons, so why Prime Ministers? The idea that Mr Average Briton, walking around Tesco with his mouth hanging open, should be allowed to choose the government is superstitious nonsense.
*Romanian proverb
