Quite a day.

I’ve been a mischievous little snowolf today and have been enjoying the role of ‘agenting’ for UKIP at the count down in this corner of the country. To be honest, I’m feeling a bit shell-shocked. It wasn’t so much that we won a couple of seats, more of which in a moment, it was that we did so well in the seats where we didn’t win. In all bar a couple of seats we came second, close seconds at that. In those where we didn’t come second, we comfortably beat an established party into fourth place.

By and large I have to say that our opponents were a pretty decent lot who coped pretty well with what must have been quite a culture shock, as these brash new kids on the block turned up. They were pretty much all quite friendly, welcoming and in more than several cases admiring of how we performed. These were people who also cared about local issues, that is an important observation, these are different people to the ones who swan about Westminster as if they are better than us.

The performance is really interesting, because all the UKIP candidates down here were paper candidates. We did very little to push ourselves, it was all a bit of a ramshackle, last minute rush job. What we could achieve with a little organisation and strategy could be astounding.

The day built to a crescendo, with our two wins coming in one district which was, as if the script had been written, the last one called. Most of the people from the other parties congratulated our winning candidates, our new County Councillors, with grace and generosity of spirit. All bar one of the Conservatives, who burst into tears, complained about UKIP ‘taking’ her seat and stared daggers at us. We may have looked a little smug, but hey, that’s politics. It is precisely because she viewed the seat as her right that she lost it.

Post-match the first stop was in a pub about 100 yards from the count venue. We got some funny looks as we walked in, all badged up, but the revelation that a new Councillor for the ward was amongst the UKIP numbers was greeted with a thumbs up. A splendid time was had by all.

I feel the need for some sleep, it’s been emotional.

Benched.

Or not.

I marvel at the navel gazing being employed over at the Telegraph. It is difficult to strategise when your premise is so completely wrong.

Daniel Hannan started it yesterday with a quite startling piece about how a ‘spat’ between the Tories and UKIP will see Labour into office at the next general election. I used to quite like Dan, indeed he’s still one of the Tories I find most attractive in a political sense, but boy is he wrong. Even the opening line of his piece is a startling inaccuracy.

If we carry on like this, we’ll give Labour a massive parliamentary majority with a minority of the popular vote.

We? Who is this we? There is no ‘we’. Yet another Tory makes the fatal error of assuming that UKIP are a Conservative second XI, pissed off at being made to sit on the bench when we feel we should be out in the middle like some gloriously industrious midfield terrier. Dan, mate, I don’t want to play for your team.

Together, the Conservatives and Ukip could deliver the referendum on leaving the EU which more than 80 per cent of people want.

And together Labour and the Lib Dems could block it. He’s obsessed with this Canadian reconciliation thing, and it all sounds very nice, how Rohan and Gondor united to defeat the massed forces of Sowron, but of course as a Tory, we Kippers should just stop being silly and fall in line.

What Dan fails to understand is that UKIP is more than wanting out of the EU, and that fact is one of the reasons why some imagined reconciliation won’t happen, at least any time soon, and certainly not on the Tory’s terms. So, Labour will get in. And? I’ve said it time and again, I will vote UKIP because I want UKIP. If I don’t get UKIP, I don’t care what I get. There are three identikit (anti)social (un)democrat parties, I don’t want any of them, if one of them wins, I don’t care which it is. It makes no difference to me. Labour holds no more dread for me than the Tories, the LibDems or any combination of the above.

What is it, after all, that Ukip stands for? The same things as the Conservatives: lower taxes, independence from Brussels, an end to the human rights culture, localism. Above all, the party was established to give the British people a chance to leave the EU.

I’m sorry Dan, that isn’t what the Tories stand for. Look, you were up against one of the most useless, hated, ineffective, complacent and downright appalling governments we’ve ever had and you still couldn’t get the job done. Perhaps if at the last election Cameron had made the point that all that is what we’d have got if they’d have won (and yes, we all know Cast Iron Dave has significant form in this area), you wouldn’t be in this situation now. You know, this situation where last minute panicked leaflets were put out, purporting to be something they were not, the situation where UKIP boards are mysteriously disappearing from view. Perhaps, if Cameron had made a song and dance about this in the run up to the election, instead of being a policy free zone, you might have properly won.

But he didn’t, and you didn’t. There has been no indication that your party has any intention of offering what you try to persuade me they stand for. You pretend this golden dawn is just round the corner, but there’s absolutely no evidence to suggest that your party are even thinking about considering what you claim is tantalisingly just out of reach.

How wretched we should all feel, the day after the 2015 general election, if we saw that there weren’t quite enough MPs to deliver an In/Out referendum because of a split in the Eurosceptic vote.

Again with the ‘we’. I simply don’t believe that Cameron can, will and wants to deliver on that. I don’t believe him. I have no faith in him. The trust I have in him is zero.

consider the recent Eastleigh by-election. Two Right-of-Centre candidates stood on virtually identical platforms. Both wanted an In/Out referendum, and both would have voted to leave.

It makes no difference which way your candidate would have voted. Look, Cameron is promising a referendum, perhaps, if we’re lucky, don’t make a mess and eat all our greens, not because he wants one, but because it is expedient for him to do so. It was an attempt to ‘shoot UKIP’s fox’, the fox has now turned into a wolf. Didn’t go so well, did it? Your candidate was at odds with your leader.

Whilst we’re on the subject, don’t come over all senior partner about Eastleigh, it may have escaped your attention, but we polled more than you. We came second. Well whoop-de-do, there’s no prizes for second. But if all you Tories had stopped being so silly and voted UKIP, we’d have won.

All you’re doing by labouring this point that we’re all narked Tories is deluding yourselves. Hell, I’ve not been pounding the pavements and knocking on doors. I’m a passionate UKIP supporter, but I’m not in the habit going on about out it out in the real world. I’ve heard so many people, so many, at work, in the pub, walking the dog, so very many people telling me that they don’t vote, or they certainly don’t vote Tory. But they’ll be voting tomorrow, and they’ll be voting UKIP. I’ve never seen such interest in a local election before, and I don’t mean from the media, I mean from real, proper people. They like UKIP precisely because of what we’re not. UKIP aren’t a collection of little grey people, in little grey suits, with little grey policies, telling people to be content with their little grey lives.

We’re sick of it, all of it, all of you. Not just you Tories, but of Labour, of the LibDems, all these, a-ha, clowns who seem to think they have some god given right to tell us what to say, think, do, drink, smoke, eat, believe. We’ve had enough of you. We are raucous, we say outrageous things. Sure we get things wrong, we make mistakes, but we make them honestly, we’re not obsessed with little focus groups and chasing that x% who ‘decide’ elections. We’re not playing by those rules.

In the main it isn’t about the EU, it is about a plain talking ‘common sense’ leader, it is about this, about that, the EU question is something I’ve not actually heard mentioned a great deal. It isn’t because it isn’t important to people, it is because it is so bloody obvious. I mention it to these newly enthused voters and I get ‘yeah, well the EU’s crap, isn’t it?’

These people see a party who resonates with them, a party they hope could speak for them, a party they can relate to, a party that hasn’t been tainted with expenses, that doesn’t lecture, a party that has real ideas. Sure, they’re not fully formed, but what’s the rush, we’ve a while until the general election, but you can bet we’ll have policies to hang your hat on. What did you have last time? Nothing.

And that’s what it comes down to, isn’t it? Tories like you look at UKIP and think, ‘damn, if only we were like that’. You’ve settled for second best.

So no, I won’t stop being silly and do as you tell me. I’ll do what I want, thank you.

On reflection.

I was quite hard on the Tories yesterday. Oh, don’t get me wrong, I still think they’re dumber than a bag of hair, but it occurred to me this morning that they’re actually doing us (UKIP) a big favour.

You see there was a statement on the UKIP facebook thingy the other day. It was quite clear and simple; ‘We rely on people to tell the truth. We trust people to be honest. We ask people questions. If they lie, we sack them.’

Now, I’m not a candidate, but I am a member. When I joined I had to give a statement to the effect that I was not, nor have ever been, a member of the BNP and other ultra-left racist national socialist groups. I would imagine that when one asks for the nod as a candidate, one of the questions asked is probably ‘are you a terrible racist who is going to cause embarrassment to UKIP and bring their name into disrepute?’

The thing is, despite a massive increase in membership this year (around 40% when most parties are haemorrhaging numbers) the numbers who run the party admin are quite low. With the best will in the world we cannot conduct in depth investigations into the histories of each candidate we are putting forward. Thankfully, the Tories have spent a good deal of money doing that for us. And as soon as we find someone who says stupid and racist things like John Cherry, they can be kicked out in short order.

Oh, dammit. Would you look at that? John Cherry is a Tory. We’ll colour me surprised. There was me thinking the Conservative’s poo-poo didn’t stink.

Anyhow, cheers for that Tories, you’ve saved us a huge amount of cash and effort there. That’s bloody decent of you.

Now, there’s one more thing you could do for us. Would you be so good to ensure that your dead tree press shock troop hacks keep writing about us until Thursday? Today in the Wail it’s the turn of former Tory dep-chairman, non-dom billionaire Tory funder Michael Ashcroft.

He’s again trotting out the line vote UKIP, get Labour. Apparently, if you vote UKIP you won’t get the Tories, and there goes all hope of an in/out referendum.

Point one: I am absolutely convinced that either a) the ‘negotiations’ that Cameron wants to conduct will come to nowt, and as a result he’ll say, ‘well I did say a referendum was dependent upon having a package to refer’ and it won’t happen, or b) it will be a consultative referendum which is not binding, or c) it will be binding and we’ll have to just keep on voting until we vote to stay in. Either way, I don’t believe Cameron, not even as far as I can spit, and given his track record, only a fool would take him at his word. Jam tomorrow? How about sod off today?

Point two: Because you lot are so dim, you still believe that UKIP supporters are Tories who are a little bit upset. You think that if you keep making the hollow promise of a referendum, perhaps, if the conditions are right, at some point in the future, we’ll all come crawling back.

Now, the UKIP line on the EU is hugely attractive to me, it’s one of the reasons I joined, but it isn’t the whole story. For many who support UKIP the EU thing is nice, but it isn’t the main thing.

You see Mike, the reason we’re picking up support is that we’re not you. We’re not Labour, we’re not the LibDems. We haven’t made a career of insulting the electorate, offering positions that differ from the others by fractions of a fraction. We are different. I don’t doubt that if we were ever to take a parliamentary majority we’d find the occasional shyster, feather-bedder and general arse-clown. But you lot, you make them ministers, you keep them as ministers, or you make them spend a few months on the naughty step before letting them back into class. You stole from us. You lied to us. You patronised us.

Yet you still bang on about the one issue. Jeez, move on, can’t you? We have. You realise you look like the person who has only just discovered the MP3 player and spends all the time telling everyone about what it does?

Yeah mate, we know. Get with the times, Grandad.

This ceased to be only about Europe some time ago. People are realising, at long long last, it doesn’t matter which of the big three they vote for, because the result is always going to be the same no matter who wins.

Do I think UKIP is some sort of panacea? Of course not, I’m not that naive. But why the hell should they not have a crack? Is it because the track record of your three mobs, with your cosy little club rules, your understandings, your nods and winks, studiously ensuring the horses remain unscared and that the pachyderm in the chamber remains steadfastly unidentified, is so Earth shatteringly awe-inspiringly golden and successful?

You can’t scare us anymore, because given the last Labour government, and the current coalition, nothing (beyond a Green or a BNP government) could possibly be any worse that what we’ve lived under for the last ten years.

You keep writing about how awful it would be if UKIP ‘stole’ votes from ‘your’ voters. You keep making out that people have a duty to vote for your miserable, incompetent mob. You keep making out that you own people. You keep telling people how we’re dangerous, a bit dodgy, suspect, something not right about us.

Every time you do it, people are looking at you. And damn, are you ugly.

So keep it up. Please.

I am not a Tory.

The Tories are wrong. On a number of levels they are wrong. They are wrong on so many things it would be quicker to write a list of what it is they are right about. That list would be short.

One of the things they are wrong about is that people who vote UKIP are Tory disaffectees.

I will be voting UKIP, I am not a Tory. I never have been a Tory.

One of the things they are wrong about is that UKIP are stealing or splitting Tory votes.

I will be voting UKIP. I am not a Tory. My vote does not belong to you. It belongs to me. In an article over at the Torygraph, Vicki Woods launches an attack against UKIP and Farage that is so personal it made me cringe. Vicki, love, when you use the phrase ‘the sort who you know would or should be voting Tory because they always have’ you represent the exact problem your party has. Who the hell do you think you are to demand, suppose, believe, expect that because someone voted Tory at some point in the past that they are now duty bound to do so for the rest of their lives?

This is the attitude from all the big 3 parties; ‘you belong to us’. Uh-huh, this is why UKIP are spiking at present, you treat people like chattels, like vassals, you insult them, you dictate to them, and then you expect them to support you. It is like an abusive relationship, perhaps now the abused are starting to hit back.

I suspect that Vicki Woods has been got at, because it appears that the Tories have been spending a good deal of money on trying to dig up dirt on UKIP candidates in next week’s council elections. It’s pretty strong stuff, one candidate owns a bar where adults can go and see another adult take their clothes off. The leader once went into a place that was similar.

I don’t much care. I suspect most other people won’t. Those that do care will say something along the lines of ‘I knew that bloke Farage was no good.’ It is intelligence that will reinforce, not change, opinion.

Over in the comments on the Telegraph someone has listed the convictions and arrests regarding Tories. Lots of them. Lots of kiddie fiddling stuff. I have no comment to make on that.

The thing is this, the Conservatives must be running scared to do this. By doing it, and by being so slapdash as to be caught out doing it, they’ve just reinforced the line that they are a bunch of unscrupulous arses who would do anything to anyone to hold onto power. Nice.

The other thing is that they still believe that UKIP voters belong to them. I don’t. We don’t. We belong to ourselves. Why is this concept so difficult for you to grasp? Why do you think I owe your party any loyalty? I owe them nothing. I’m loyal to UKIP, I’m a member. If the party’s views change and I end up disagreeing with more than I agree, then I’ll leave. My loyalty is to my views. There is talk of no pact whilst Cameron is leader of the Tories. This is good. There is talk of a pact if Gove became Tory leader. This is bad. If such a merger or pact came about, I’d be off. Why? Because I’m not a Tory. I’m not using UKIP as some kind of regent until the Tories come to their senses. I don’t view UKIP as a safe harbour as a storm blows on the Tory seas. I’m not a Tory.

The Tories seem to think all UKIP could, would, should and did vote Tory. I don’t. This is not some Tory second XI.

I had an interesting discussion with the Tory candidate for my county council ward the other day as he called round doing the doorstep thing. I actually quite like him, he’s a good bloke, and he’s done a lot of good work. He was the driving force in the county council to get the city council’s support of the aforementioned and disastrous Westgate Towers traffic scheme overturned. He is hoping to get the aforementioned Kingsmead field designated as a village green to scupper the city council’s plans to develop it for housing; a plan that is widely hated in the community, and widely supported in the city council.

The city council has 49 councillors, only 15 of them are not Tories. They are detested, in Canterbury. You couldn’t hope to find a place more blue. The county councillor for this ward is hated by the city Tories as he keeps frustrating them at county hall.

My appreciation for his work aside, a couple of the things he said to me in trying to get me to vote for him really pissed me off. When I pointed out the lunacy of a Tory councillor constantly trying to undo the work of the other Tory councillors, when I pointed out that they hate him, when I pointed out to him that he was in the wrong party, he laughed. ‘But if I joined UKIP, I wouldn’t get elected.’

BAM! There we have it. He’d rather be in office than address the obvious issues within his party. Big black mark from Wolfers there.

Second, he trotted out the line than really gets my goat; if you vote UKIP you’ll get Labour.

Even now that makes me bristle. I will always, always vote FOR what I want, and never against that which I do not. If there is nothing I want, I will spoil my paper. If what I want doesn’t get in, it doesn’t matter to me what does. Don’t threaten me with the Labour bogeyman, they are the minority on the city council, perhaps if they’d been the majority, the traffic trial and field sale wouldn’t have been on the agenda. Maybe if they returned a county councillor he would also oppose what the Tories had done on the city council, I mean, it isn’t beyond the realms of possibility that a Labour person would try to generate capital for their party by opposing the other side, is it? And, just in case I haven’t expressed this enough, because I am not a Tory, the thought of Labour does not give me an attack of the vapours.

Then today we receive a letter where he states, quite incorrectly, that he is the only candidate who lives in the ward. I know this is not true as I know the UKIP candidate and he most definitely lives in the ward.

So, I will not be voting Tory. I will not be voting Tory because:

  1. I do not trust or believe their leader.
  2. I do not trust or support their policies.
  3. I do not like their negative campaigning techniques.
  4. I do not support, in the slightest, their local policies.
  5. I do not like their obvious in-fighting locally.
  6. I do not like their candidate’s attempt to scare me into voting for him.
  7. I do not like their inaccurate and misleading communications.

Most importantly, I will not be voting Conservative mainly because I am not a Tory.

Ripe, yet unpicked.

And so my gaze returns to the city of Canterbury. In a very quiet understated way, people in the city are not happy. And as far as I can see, most of the blame lies with the Tories.

There are a number of irksome items on the agenda.

Firstly, there is the question of the Westgate traffic trial, a subject which I have touched upon before. The problem is that we have a rather lovely 13th Century ragstone gate house, part of the remaining city defences, that still stands guard over the western entrance to the city. It is beautiful, look:

Now, traditionally traffic has flowed under it to get to the city from the north west, and also to get round the city to get to the channel coast and/or Ashford in the south west. Unfortunately because the ‘new’ A2 when it was built years and years ago was so ill thought out, anyone wanting to get to Ashford from the direction of Whitstabubble and Hernia Bay have little option but to drive through Canterbury because there is no way to get onto the A28 otherwise. Now, a car or a van can fit very easily under the archway in the tower, but a bus/coach or an HGV finds it a bit of a challenge. The end result was that bits kept getting gouged out of the masonry, drivers of foreign tourist coaches turning left into the tower have always found it a huge problem, to be frank it caused chaos and damaged the building.

The traffic heading in the opposite direction, out of the city, passed round the outside of the tower. The solution that Canterbury City Council came up with was to close the inbound direction of traffic to everything but buses and taxis, allowing them to go round the outside of the tower with the aid of traffic lights, and re-routing the rest of the traffic down another route. The whole scheme has been controversial, it has caused significant congestion down residential streets, and in my opinion, has increased the levels of pollution in the western area of the city.

The real controversy comes from the fact that the whole thing was imposed without any public consultation at all, and when consultation came, well into the trial period, it was granted with very bad grace indeed. Finally, Kent County Council stepped in, as the ultimate arbiters of all things highway, and declared that the road configuration would return to its original layout from the end of this month. Several people on the council did not accept this decision very well and there were fairly strong words thrown from city to county hall. There were also some shockingly arrogant displays of petulance from some of the councillors both in the local rag and at public meetings when people raised an objection.

It should be noted that most of the councillors, as far as I can make out, who sit on the committee responsible for this farce live in, or represent, either the rural wards or wards in Whitstabubble and Hernia Bay.

Then we come to the question of the Kingsmead playing field, on the north east of the city. This open space has effectively been common land for, well, centuries. However, the city council has declared that the land is to be sold for housing. This in an area which is only a spit from the zone where the traffic trial has caused such carnage, for Canterbury is a very small city. Whereas opinion has been divided (more in favour of dropping) regarding the traffic trial, opposition to the sale of this patch of open land, used for a whole host of purposes, is almost unanimous. But, the council have made their minds up, and that as they say, is that. Well, perhaps not, there is now an application with the county council to have the land designated as village green, thus protecting it.

Finally, there is the new bin system due in April. Oh, God, the bins. We’re one of those fortnightly collection jobbies. I’ll be fair and point out that the system we have at the moment is actually very good indeed. Once a fortnight, general household waste is collected, and once a fortnight on a week stagger from the general waste, recycling is collected. Every now and then a roll of large transparent sacks drops through the letterbox, into these transparent sacks goes pretty much everything recyclable, with the exception of glass which still needs to be taken to the bottle banks. These sacks are collected, and here comes the bit which I think the council finds objectionable, and the contents sorted. The results make Canterbury one of the best recyclers in the country.

The council has now decided that this won’t do, and we are now due to get six (six!) new bins for each dwelling in the city so that we can sort our own recycling. The problem is space. Canterbury is very densely populated, with narrow streets that really haven’t changed since the middle ages. The houses are small, big gardens uncommon and access difficult. I myself live in a little group of twelve little houses. My house is one of four on the development that has anything that can be considered as a garden. It is inaccessible except through the front door. We have a bin store that is just big enough to store our general bins. There simply isn’t room for twelve general bins and 12×6 recycling containers. This is a situation that is repeated again and again over the city. The response from the council is that collection will be weekly. This spectacularly fails to address the fact that it isn’t volume of rubbish that is the problem, it is surface area of bins. This has been imposed with no apparent consultation.

All this has been done with a very high handed and arrogant attitude by the vast majority Conservative council. And here we come to the nub of the matter. Labour down here are a joke. I’ve received their local propaganda sheet today, and piss poor quality aside, it focuses entirely on national issues, barring one paragraph on the Westgate. The Lib Dems, are the Lib Dems, ineffective and self-important, kinda like a collective Chris Huhne. At the last local elections I had a choice of Blue, Red or Yellow. I spoiled my paper.

The reason the Tories in Canterbury are like they are is because they are, so they think, untouchable. People here will vote Labour as soon as Sheffield returns a Tory run council. Never. The Lib Dems will pick up a ward or two, but as far as it goes it is blue, blue, blue.

I received a UKIP Kent letter the other day, inviting me a) to a UKIP Canterbury meeting on March 16th, which I won’t be able to attend as I’m a terrible romantic and am taking Mrs. Wolfers to Paris on the Eurostar for a weekend of snorting absinthe and cheering on dancing girls with their thrupennies out, and b) to stand as a paper candidate in this year’s locals. Which I’d love to do, unfortunately my employment as a public servant precludes me from doing so.

Now, a paper candidate don’t sound too hot, but I understand the thinking behind it. The more candidates UKIP put up, the more visible they become, the bigger share of the party political broadcast pie they get, the more votes they pick up simply by dint of being an option, the rosier things look. However I think fielding paper candidates in Canterbury would be going off at half-cock, because we have a population here who are far from happy with the Tories, but just won’t vote Lab and will vote Lib in small number only.

I believe that by getting a strong localist UKIP message out, providing a real alternative, never mind the EU and all that guff, an alternative which is palatable to the dis-affected Tories, stay at homers and paper spoilers, they could set a real foundation. It is that foundation that is absolutely vital, it is that which meant that UKIP came second in Eastleigh, so strong was the Lib Dem foundation there. By building this foundation, the dreaming spires of Westminster can follow. But more than that, the people of Canterbury deserve a choice and deserve the chance to put some of these arrogant comfortable Tory councillors to the electoral sword.

We look the same, we talk the same,

I’ve had the above song bouncing around my head for the last few days. It takes me back to my youth, house parties, being a pain the arse, oh, yesterday, leave me alone.

The reason this particular little earworm has manifested itself has been because of the line quoted in the title of this post coupled with the reaction of the boy Cameron to his party’s shoeing in the Eastleigh by election.

To say I’ve been astounded is something of an understatement. At least when the Brown Gorgon was PM and his mob got a pasting at the polls, he had the good grace to come out and make some sort of noise about ‘reflection’ and ‘listening’. It was all bollocks of course, Brown was a sociopath with neither the ability nor the inclination to listen to anyone, this is why he isn’t Labour leader anymore and why Labour are in opposition.

But Cameron? Jesus. He’s been spending too much time in Europe and too much time with Osborne. Inherit a ballsed up domestic economy? More of the same! Destroy the lives of the Greeks et al and ruin a continental economy? Dammit! More! More! More! The problem is we’ve not done our thing enough, not that we’ve done it too much.

The stats suggest that a big portion of UKIP’s swing is down to the exiled unattached voters deciding they’d had enough, so they’ve been motivated to turn out and vote for something different. Cameron and his chums are still convinced that every person who voted UKIP in Eastleigh is a Tory in a bit of a strop. Not only that, but he seems to think that by ‘staying the course’ they’ll all come flooding back, because he’s right, dammit. Staying the course. That’s politician speak for ‘Screw you Prole, we’ll do what we want, and you’ll come and vote for us because we’ll make you scared not to. You don’t have the guts to turn out against us when it really counts.’

It really is remarkable, he’s determined to continue with the course of action that turned voters away from him in the first place and he really thinks it’ll be a vote winner, despite all the evidence to the contrary. He’s exactly the same as Miliband and the same as Clegg. The only way you could come into British politics cold and identify the left, centre and right leaders is by their rosettes come election time. When Farage says you can’t put a fag paper between them he’s spot on. All of them are social ‘democrats’, fighting over a barren strip of land. To the west and east of this strip are fertile plains, populated by Socialists and Free Marketists (is that a word? It is now!). Is it any wonder that the majority of people in this country look at this trio and come to the conclusion that they are out of their tiny minds?

We’ve 80% of the politicians fighting over 10% of the electorate. The other 90% of the electorate may finally be cottoning on to the fact that not only do these three not speak for them, these three actively despise them. It’s as if they believe the whole electorate is a university lecturer who lives in Islington. Why are people surprised when such different communities as Rotherham and Eastleigh turn out in thumping numbers for UKIP? I believe that UKIP can speak for the working class, but that isn’t the same as speaking for the ‘left’, which is why I think it is so important for the left to have a focus point, a UKIP equivalent. Can we not have some proper debate in this country? What we have at the moment are three parties who all agree that angels do dance on the head of a pin, they agree on how many angels can do it, all they differ on is what the dance is.

There’d be the mother of all scraps, ideologically, but at least there’d be a definitive point of difference, something for people to choose between. This current lot are so absorbed in their own little bubble, they cheer themselves to the rafters when one of them scores a goal over the one difference in the implementation of one point in one bit of policy between the three, yet they run a mile at the thought of one them saying something that has 50% of the electorate saying ‘bloody well said mate’ whilst the other half say ‘tosser’. Christ, when did politicians become so afraid of expressing a straight opinion? So obsessed have they become with the idea of not turning some people off from their vision, or some such bollocks, that they’ve completely lost the ability to make any person buy into it. The result? Turnout down and party memberships heading through the floor. Then they wring their hands about it.

Now something different has come along, something that has been able to get a sense of its ‘otherness’ out there and they are quietly shitting themselves.

Just to demonstrate how they are all so similar, last night MPs from across the spectrum voted in favour of a bill that undermines the system of fair trial that has done this country proud for nigh on a thousand years. Not one of the high profile mob had the cojones to stand up and say that perhaps trying someone without letting them see or know about the evidence against them was wrong.

Not one of them.

They look the same, they talk the same, they even fuck the same.

Where’s their alternative?

I’ve had a little chuckle this morning. I was expecting UKIP to do well in Eastleigh, but I wasn’t expecting them to do that well. I’ve enjoyed the Tory candidate looking more than a little like Nicola Murray being led from the hall in a scrum of press and handlers, grinning like an idiot and refusing to answer a single question. She’ll be back, she’s been a good little drone, the party machinery will drop her into a safe(ish) seat the next time round.

I’ve had a good giggle at how the Limp Dem candidate appears to have had his charisma and personality surgically removed. Blimey, if that’s him delivering a victory speech in what must have been a ‘thank God for that’ moment for his party, well, I’d love to see him on a quiet night in.

I had a good giggle when I saw Farage talk of how we’d have won it had the Tories not split the UKIP vote.

I thought it was wonderful that the revolting Labour candidate, one of the BBC’s tame lefty ‘comedians’, who wanted us to lose the Falklands war and was devastated when a woman wasn’t killed in the bombing of a hotel in the 1980′s, barely broke four thousand.

Rumours flying around on twitter this morning suggest that the UKIP took the seat based on the votes cast on the day, and it was the postal votes, cast up to ten days ago, wot won it for the Lib Dems. It would be interesting to see what proportion of the turnout was represented by postal votes.

What is certain is that UKIP are enjoying one hell of a surge at the moment, and it is probably true to say that the more likely a party look like having a chance of winning, the more people will vote for them.

But, there is still this idea that UKIP are ‘stealing’ votes from the Tories. Over at the Telegraph it is almost sack cloth and ashes. But I just don’t believe it is the case. Farage was saying that it appears a good number of UKIP votes came from people that simply hadn’t bothered to turn out for the last few times. More than that, what makes me really angry is this idea that peoples’ votes somehow ‘belong’ to a party.

They don’t, a vote belongs to the person with the right to cast it. This is symptomatic of the problem with the big three, they have this enormous sense of entitlement, it is their right to expect people to turn out and back them just because they are who they are.

UKIP are stealing nothing from anybody. I still don’t think the people snubbing the Tories and going to UKIP constitute as many people as outlets like the Telegraph would have us believe. Without doubt they provide a decent chunk of the support, but I don’t think it is as big as all of that.

Those who have abandoned the blue for the purple and yellow haven’t been stolen, they’ve been pushed away. I’ve said it before, there is a massive disconnect between the Tories’ top table and the grassroots. The kicker being, of course, that the grassroots owe no loyalty to the party, they are not dependent upon it for their income or their prestige. They can walk away. Those at the top are hopelessly wedded to it, and it is clear to me that the top level and the grassroots have very different ideas over what they want.

Well, fine. If the leadership wish to impose their will on the party then that is their prerogative, but you can’t very well start complaining when your infantry just melt away and leave you to it. They’ve been banking on this idea that peoples’ votes ‘belong’ to them, they’ve been able to make people think that voting other than for LibLabCon is a ‘waste’, even a bit naughty. It looks like that idea is collapsing now. UKIP have been tap, tap, tapping away at the foundations of the walls since 1997 effectively, and now 16 years later there’s a dirty great breach in the defences.

Again over at the Telegraph, Hannan is promoting some sort of reconciliation committee to absorb the Kippers back into the familial home. I’m not sure if it because he really believes it, or if he considers it the best way to hamstring UKIP. The more he promotes it, the more I think it is the latter. It won’t work, Dan. Your party leadership have made it perfectly clear that they will do what they want, and very few people believe what it is Cameron and pals have to say. And as one of those who have come to UKIP having been nowhere near the Tories I’ll tell you this, any sort of pact twixt Tory and Kipper will not see my vote going to that pact, it will see it going to the English Democrats, an independent, or will see me spoiling my paper. At this rate, give it four years and it will be UKIP absorbing the Tories.

UKIP would lose huge amounts of support if there was a pact. As a UKIP member I don’t sit there pining for the day the Tory party wakes up and comes to its senses, I don’t care about the Tories. I don’t turn out and sigh saying to myself, if only the Tories represented my views, whilst marking the paper with a heavy heart. Even if the Tories changed overnight (and they won’t change, not one bit), I’d still vote UKIP. I have no tradition of voting Conservative, I’m not on loan, I’m not in exile, I am not politically homesick. I don’t care if you trot out the line that voting UKIP will result in Labour or Lib Dem, I’m voting for what I believe in, not against that which you oppose. If it isn’t UKIP in power it makes no difference to me if it is the Tories, Labour or the bloody Socialist Workers’ Party in power. It is my vote, don’t you dare to presume that because you represent some thin facsimile of my beliefs and have some sort of history that I am duty bound to vote for you.

People aren’t abandoning the Tories, the Tories have abandoned their voters. Don’t start whining about it when the votes go elsewhere. Oh, there’ll be talk of change, Cameron will say that his party is ‘listening’, but they aren’t listening and they won’t change. They will shift their position a micron, and if people are silly enough to believe them, they will find that that position shifts back if they can dump the co-driver and take the controls completely.

People have had enough, I know, I’m one of them. And those on the ‘right’ of the spectrum are attracted to UKIP because they represent their views better than anyone else. We are now seeing this, and despite what I said earlier, as UKIP attracts those stay away voters, they will bring old fashioned Tories with them.

The real losers in all of this are the supporters of the ‘left’, they find themselves in a horrible position. At least we on the ‘right’ have UKIP to rally behind, who do the ‘left’ have? Labour have divorced themselves from their core support as much as the Tories have. I would disagree with a properly ‘leftist’ party on pretty much everything, but it is a gaping hole in our spectrum that needs filling. The Lib Dems have always been a sideshow, neither fish nor fowl, I’ve never been sure what they stand for, but it is clear that the Tories and Labour have betrayed their grassroots and their history, and it seems only right to me that those on the ‘left’ have some sort of alternative.

(Apologies, once again, for the radio silence. The last couple of weeks have been an unmitigated disaster – if it could go wrong, it has gone wrong, and I’ve had neither the time nor the inclination to blog as a result.)

The biggest red herring of all.

Paul Smyth writes an engaging piece over at the official UKIP site, and it’s got me thinking about things on a more general level.

Essentially he talks about Obama’s victory speech, where one of the soundbites is that “among a short list of recent or anticipated positive developments he heralded the ending of a ‘decade of war’. It was a popular remark and those outside the US should pay attention to the strong sentiment behind it – America has had enough of foreign military interventions.”

He then counterpoints this with Cameron’s announced “willingness to talk with armed rebels inside Syria. This is a remarkable and ominous development. The UK will now be in direct support of one side fighting a savage civil war, a willing participant in bringing about regime change in a foreign country.” Smyth quite correctly counsels caution into jumping into any direct support or military engagement in Syria.

However, I think he makes a massive miscalculation.

That miscalculation being that I do not think it sensible for one moment to take Obama at his word. Obama is a classic statist, and like all statists the only thing he likes to do more than telling his own population what to do is to tell the governments and populations of other countries what to do.

I cannot think of a four year period post-WWII where either the US nor the UK has not had troops in active service on foreign soil. Be it under Democrat or Republican, Conservative or Labour administrations, both countries are hopelessly, helplessly wedded to throwing their weight around.

Now this doesn’t mean that I think the regimes in Iraq, Afghanistan, Grenada, Nicaragua, (Former) Yugoslavia, Vietnam, Korea, Egypt or anywhere else were particularly nice or desirable, because I don’t. But just as both the UK and the US have a great deal of qualities in common, we also have this weakness of not being able to resist wading into a good old barney, either because a regime is properly nasty or because we have an economic interest in its overturning or survival. Worse still is the concept that someone is doing something we don’t agree with in ‘our sphere of influence’. It is this word, influence, which troubles me most.

One of the most used arguments against our leaving the EU is that it would reduce our ‘influence’.

Well, why do we need it? Think about it. Reduce it to a domestic level.

I have a friend, a Tory, but nobody is perfect, who likens our membership of the EU to the street on which he lives. ‘I like my neighbours’ he says, ‘I’m friends with most of them, but I don’t want them having the keys to my house and being able to move into my spare room when the mood takes them.’ I think that’s a useful parallel to draw. If we accept that as a completely sensible statement, then I’d ask the question ‘do you have or do you want to exercise influence over what your neighbours do, over how they live their lives?’

As far as I’m concerned, if I live at number 27, I don’t care how the people in number 1 live their lives, how they run their household, as long as it doesn’t have a detrimental impact on how I live and how I run my house. I don’t need influence over them, nor do I want it. I’ve enough on my plate running my own house.

More importantly, slagging off number 1 to all the other residents on the street, and going round, kicking in their front door and laying down the law is not going to win me any friends. Indeed number 1 is likely to be friends with a few houses down the street as well, and I may find that I upset them. Really upset them. I may find that my windows get put through.

We’ve been warned that we run the risk of ending up like Norway or Switzerland. Well, good. They are prosperous beacons of liberty, I prefer the Swiss model to the Norwegian, but I’d still swap places with Norway in a heartbeat. Ask yourself, why are Norway and Switzerland like they are? It isn’t all down to their non-membership of the EU.

These are two nations whose people are, pretty much, welcome, respected, even liked, all over the world. Nobody has a bad word to say about Norway or Switzerland. Why? Both countries have long records of not shouting the odds and making a pain in the arse of themselves.

Civil liberties among the Swiss and Norwegians are among the best in the world, barring one obvious exception (and nobody can ever legislate for the domestically seriously mentally disturbed) I cannot think of any major terrorist attack in either country. Come to that, I cannot think of any minor attack or any plots uncovered. Could this possibly be down to the fact that they don’t go wading in where they’re not welcome, not needed and have no business being?

We are in a situation that becomes like Northern Ireland or Israel/Palestine, it becomes a circular argument, we bomb and shoot them because they want to ‘attack our freedoms and way of life’ and they bomb and shoot us because we seek to impose our moral code upon them. It isn’t sustainable for either side, the only outcome is misery, death, loss of freedom and general despair. Every incident hardens the line taken by us and increases the number who can be recruited by them.

We used to have the greatest empire in the world. But we’re not that country any more. Who appointed us the world’s PCSO (assuming America is the self-appointed world’s policeman)? Why would we want that role? There’s nothing to be gained from it. All we do is piss people off.

Just as with France, we’ve struggled to come to terms with the fact that we’re not the biggest boy in the playground any more. This isn’t a source of regret, it is something we should celebrate, something we should embrace. Just like Norway and Switzerland we can sit there and do our own thing, offering advice to those who come and seek it, and being steadfast in the promise that if anyone attacks our friends in NATO, or certainly our brethren in the Anglosphere Commonwealth, that we will unleash the full force of our fury against them. We can defend ourselves and our nearest and dearest whilst leaving others to do what they see fit.

It isn’t about pulling the shutters down, it is about acting in the best interests of the people who live in this country and acting in a fashion which is commensurate with our place in the world.

One of the UKIP policies is increasing the military budget, but surely if we have an armed force which is almost exclusively for national defence, that is superbly equipped and the best trained in the world, then no increase is needed if we just stop our troops from being sent halfway round the world to play silly buggers in an unwinnable campaign?

Yes, give us the new aircraft carriers, and the aircraft to go on them, we need to be the sleeping dog that people will absolutely want to let lie. I take our NATO membership incredibly seriously, it is without doubt the most important organisation we belong to, NATO and the promise of mutually assured destruction with the Warsaw Pact prevented continent-wide war in the latter half of the 20th century to an immeasurably bigger degree than the EU ever did, would or could. However we don’t need to be haring off to the next trouble spot whenever the call goes out. We don’t have the resources, we shouldn’t have the inclination and I would argue it works against our interests far more often than it serves them.

Both Obama and Cameron are cookie cutter Western politicians, obsessed with holding office and once they’ve got that, obsessed with legacy. They are consumed with how they will be remembered. Blair and Bush will be remembered for Iraq. Eden for Suez. Johnson and Nixon for Vietnam. Obama and Cameron, given the opportunity, will be no different.

Don’t for one minute think that Obama will spend his second term not getting involved. The first term is spent seeking re-election. The second term is good old legacy building. Obama will have his moment, it may be Iran, it may be Syria, it may be somewhere else entirely. But he won’t be able to stop himself, because he will believe that only he can save these poor people in Whereverland from tyranny and evil, and we will go trotting along, as we always do, because our PM, whoever it is, will want a slice of that lovely legacy pie.

The Norwegians and Swiss will do a bit of skiing, have a nice dinner, and put their kids to bed without worrying if the bus on the way to the office is going to be blown up, or about how much of their wage will be taken off them this month to pay for all those missiles and bullets. Nobody will think ill of them.

Influence? You can keep it.

So what’s going on?

Forgive me here, this may get a little navel gazey for some of you, maybe it’s this whole Mayan thing, but I get the feeling I can smell change in the air. Proper change rather than Brownian, Cameroid, Blairite, Obamamamamaish change. Don’t expect a crashing change, but I detect a definite shift in feeling. It isn’t necessarily opinion yet, but an almost tangible. . . something.

What am I blithering on about? I’ll start with a topic close to home; that being the continued coverage of the UKIP members fostering story. This story seems to have taken on a life of its own.

Last night in the car I had Radio 5 on. Yes, I know. Sitting in the chair was Andy Crane. That’s right, that one, of Ed the Duck fame. That in itself was bizarre, listening to some guy I used to see sat in the ‘broom cupboard’ as a kid hosting a very earnest discussion on fostering policy.

Anyway, the guests on this show were Roger Helmer, the UKIP MEP and some bloke who’s name I don’t recall, a campaigner type for fostering, a black guy who himself went through the system as a lad. Both were strongly of the opinion that the decision to take the three kids out of what appears to a stable and loving home was a spectacularly bad one. It was no surprise to hear Roger Helmer espouse that view, but I was mildly surprised to listen to the guy who I thought had been brought in to represent the standard anti-UKIP BBC stance to agree. I was expecting something along the lines of, ‘it isn’t great, but they were UKIP members’, so yes, there was mild surprise.

What I then heard nearly caused me to lose control of the car. Sunny Hundal spoke. ‘Here we go’, I thought to myself. He too said that the decision was wrong, in this case, and then went on to infer that UKIP were a bit racist and not to be trusted and wouldn’t the world be nicer if they just went away? The second half was predictable enough, but for Sunny to say the decision was wrong was really startling.

Meanwhile, in Rotherham, UKIP have revealed that a good number of people have walked into the party’s campaign office for the forthcoming by-election and signed up. Without doubt the justifiable outrage of the foster parents has given UKIP a great deal of free publicity. Looking at it cynically, it has afforded UKIP a wave that could be ridden to raise their profile, not just in Rotherham, but also in Croydon North. Croydon North being particularly interesting, as the team built to contest that by-election fits an ethnically diverse profile that one would not normally associate with UKIP, and has allowed the party to display a quality and depth that people did not appreciate with them. In a seat with a wide ethnic mix like Croydon, it is useful not only to demonstrate that UKIP is not a racist party in ideology, but can and will reflect the constituency it seeks to represent without a top down or heavy handed selection/shortlisting policy.

This is a very good thing for UKIP as it will help it move away from the image of being a second clubhouse for corduroy wearing golf bores. I think UKIP have ridden the wave fairly well, they’ve certainly mobilised the big players, but I think it could have been done better, I don’t think the immigration message has come over as well as it could have done, I think Roger Helmer on Radio 5 allowed himself to be led a little, and whilst the party’s bullish tone is often gratifying, I think on this occasion a softer tone was needed, more fireside chat than kerbside soapbox. At least I would have pointed out that ‘Eastern European’ is no more a race than ‘Western European’. Just as the British, Iberians and Vikings are different ethnic and cultural groups, so are the Poles, Bulgars and Slavs. Sometimes ‘Us’ and ‘Them’ isn’t completely helpful, it is easy to level accusations of racism against Eastern Europeans, but surely the logic would extend to the same accusation of racism against the Swedes and Austrians.

It’s a lazy accusation, and one that really doesn’t hold water, I think I’d have taken the tack of attacking the accusation as much as defending the policy of a nationally set immigration policy. There is also an aspect of our Western European colleagues not taking as much advantage of our benefits, etc, as our Eastern European. Surely, if we point out that Eastern Europeans aren’t a homogenous mass, we demonstrate that this is a policy grounded in economic necessity rather than racial preference.

I digress. I’ve been asking myself the question why these people in Rotherham have been signing up. Is it because UKIP have just come to their attention? If that is the case, it still doesn’t explain why. Perhaps these people were considering joining in the past, but were concerned that the party was a bit racist. But if that is the case, why join when a fresh accusation of racism has been made? Surely this is only going to make the waverer waver more?

Here’s an interesting theory. Is it because people have started to have enough? Have people had enough of being told that just questioning the status quo is sufficient to be labelled as a racist, as a swivel eyed nutter, let alone actually stating an opinion contrary to it? A few years ago I thought this was going to be a recruiting sergeant for the BNP, you tell me I’m a racist, therefore I must be, thus I shall vote for the racist party. However since the furore surrounding the election of BNP MEP’s, they’ve almost vanished off the radar. Meanwhile UKIP continue to grow, despite being subject to softer, yet similar, accusations.

I think I may have misjudged the situation. Is UKIP’s current rise in popularity down to, not only dissatisfaction with the big three, but also a tiredness of being constantly badgered and hectored? Not only are we all racist, or in danger of becoming racist through our thoughts or deeds, but we all smoke too much, drink too much, eat too much, drive too much, use too much water, use too much electricity, spend too much time watching TV, and so forth.

UKIP don’t continually badger people, they don’t tell people how they should live their lives. They haven’t had MPs fiddling their expenses, they haven’t been renting homes to each other, they haven’t been taking bungs to support one initiative or the other, they haven’t picked on different sections of society, penalising them with more tax, or not taking enough tax. That has to make them an attractive prospect. It doesn’t mean that UKIP MP’s wouldn’t do the above, I would hope they wouldn’t, but there’s no assurance of that.

However at the moment, they are demonstrably different. In that respect they represent what the LibDems used to, an entity that is completely different to the parties that do hold power. Something the LibDems have lost, indeed something they gave away with almost indecent haste. I wonder how many people will turn out to vote UKIP at the next GE who voted LibDem in the last purely because they weren’t tainted with power?

I think the LibDems had a real chance to progress, but squandered it. They have shown themselves to be just as big a nannying control freak as the Tories and Labour. Perhaps the LibDems didn’t have the ideological support from the public they thought they did. Perhaps UKIP don’t either, but they’ve not done any harm yet. Perhaps all people want is to be left the hell alone. And perhaps politicians of any stripe, even UKIP, are unable to do so, for fear that they make themselves irrelevant.

The immediate future will, I think, prove to be very interesting. And UKIP have a very clear decision to make about what they want to be. They claim (rightly so in my opinion) to be more than a single issue party, and they would do well to promote their ‘otherness’ in this current maelstrom of press coverage, but it will be a difficult trick to pull off, especially for a party that is effectively semi-pro.

They must also be careful not to fall into the trap set by Michael Fabricant over talk of some sort of pact between the Tories and UKIP. Offering UKIP an incitement to stand down in the face of a ‘cast-iron’ or ‘written in blood’ undertaking to hold an in/out referendum doesn’t wash. Firstly, it wouldn’t make me vote Tory for more than election certainly, and even then I would be very hesitant. Secondly, if the Tories want, really want, an in/out referendum, then they should call one because it is what they want and what they believe is right, not to safeguard what they consider is ‘their’ share of the turnout.

I think the number of voters UKIP are attracting from the Tories is being over-estimated, and the party would be foolish to neglect those of us who came from elsewhere, those of us who wish to vote for any alternative with reasonable prospects and those of us who are waiting to be engaged with.

If Tory voters and members are that passionate about a referendum and a more libertarian view, let them come to UKIP. UKIP doesn’t need to be dancing with this prick-tease of a devil.

What more is there to say?

Saw this just as I was preparing to retire to my pit last night, I understand it is the headline on the front page of the Telegraph this morning:

A couple had their three foster children taken away by a council on the grounds that their membership of the UK Independence Party meant that they supported “racist” policies.

This isn’t a story about UKIP, it’s a story about the sort of idiot who works in the public sector. The sort of idiot who is on a personal crusade (and I use that word in it’s most emotive sense) to forge the world in their own image. It is about the sort of idiot who gleefully tweets, facebooks and blogs about former senior Tories being paedos, not because it is true, but because they want it to be true. It is about the sort of idiot who is incapable of any rational thought. It is about the sort of bigot who stamps their feet, points and shouts with their face screwed up with hate, who like all bigots, fails to see the idiocy of their bigotry and harm their bigotry does.

It is also about the protectors of these bigoted idiots, who along with the bigoted idiots themselves, will never, ever, apologise or show any contrition for their actions. It is about the idiots, especially in an area like Rotherham, who will sweep vulnerable kids up from the bosom of a loving foster family, whilst standing back and doing the square root of bugger all when kids are being systematically groomed and raped by gangs of men, because their twisted ideology prevents them from offending someone because of the colour of their skin or their religion.

And we’re the racist ones? What is racism if not treating one race favourably to the detriment of another?

UKIP? Racist?

Let me tell you why I joined UKIP. I joined UKIP because I believe in the right of all nations to be in control of their destiny. I joined UKIP because I believe that not only do national parliaments have primacy over an organisation mis-sold as a trade bloc, but that the people in those nations have primacy over their national governments, I joined because I believe in democracy, freedom and the rights of the individual. I joined UKIP precisely because I love Europe for the wonderfully diverse place that it is, full of exciting differences  in method, philosophy, sight, sound, smell and taste. I joined because it is a source of great despair to me that the EU will not stop until the whole continent is homogenous in its grey, dreary misery.

Any arsehole that wants to come and call me a racist is going to get a knuckle punch to the throat.

UPDATE

This is a picture released by the hopelessly waaaaaaysist UKIP showing the team contesting the forthcoming Croydon North by-election.