Revolutionary Rants

A band I am rediscovering at the moment is the Divine Comedy. I say ‘rediscovering’, but truth be told when I first met Chris - when I was undertaking a university ‘work placement’ in near by Wakefield, meaning I had a 30 minute train journey each way morning and evening, plus another half hour of walking to get home (although I was usually met by my Prince charming at the station in the evening) - I had nothing on my little old Walkman but Neil Hannon and Co’s ‘Greatest Hits’.

Their whole repertoire has memories of my bedroom of adolescence - in Ireland - listening to late night 2FM (a hideous Irish national radio station employing many shite old DJs, and one very good one - Uaneen Fitzsimons - who was killed in a car crash). They are about as different from the Manics as you can get, but I love their middle-class musings and orchestra based pomp and splendor all the same!

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Ah, the Tories. What fun they give us these days (almost payment back for the misery of the 1980s, although not quite). Two little tidbits of news were floating around in the Sunday news regarding the old dinosaur party: that Mr Clarke may lead but that will do them no good against Brown and New Labour anyway; and, furthermore, that they need more female MPs.

The latter suggestion was made by Theresa May - herself a possible leadership candidate, according to some sources - who pointed out that only 9% of the CPC is female at present. Lets hope she hasn’t voiced this opinion to her fellow woman Tory Ann Widdecombe, who claimed that female MPs experiences of sexism in Parliament were just them being ‘over sensitive’. Probably not something which Miss Widdecombe could be accused of herself, I am sure. But then, one must wonder whether ‘human’ can be similarly applied to the Widdy one, at times… I mean, just take a look at her site. Nuff said.

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