It’s perhaps one of the most common cliches of the new woke era: “it’s okay to not be okay”. But for every celebrity, politician and Facebook friend who’s shared and reshared inspirational images and quotes during the various different mental health awareness weeks, how many of them actually believe it? The coronavirus pandemic is unlike […]
After 47 years of membership and almost four years of political wrangling and turmoil, the United Kingdom has left the European Union (sort of). As soon as Parliament gave the green light to hold a General Election before Christmas, I knew that the 31st January would be immortalised as the day our EU membership ended.
I can no longer claim to be comfortable with “wasting my vote” on a candidate who has no chance in hell of winning, simply because it’s the candidate I prefer.
Three Prime Ministers, a General Election, countless votes and an illegal prorogation haven’t managed to resolve the crisis the country now finds itself in. The problem? Parliament.
It’s no longer the party of Winston Churchill or Margaret Thatcher. It’s not even the party of Theresa May! It’s the party of Jacob Rees-Mogg, David Davies and Boris Johnson. And that they are the governing party sends shivers down my spine.