Sunday, 7 June 2009

Interesting Lamposts Pt 1. West Ham Town Hall.


Gordon is staging a photo op at West Ham Town Hall this afternoon, according to a begging email from Kirsty McNeill:
"..He’s right and he knows that there’s a whole generation of Labour people who will do whatever it takes to keep it that way. Would you be free to join him at West Ham Town Hall, between four and six on Sunday?

He’d like to thank you in person and he wants to talk to you about what the role for this generation of Labour is going to be, because it’s time.

You can of course invite others you know, indeed please do. But I will need names for security, so if you could email me back with whether you can make it and who you’d like to bring, I’d appreciate it. I hope it’s going to be the start of something big."

It's an interesting place for lovers of architectural street furniture.
Also the statues on the building itself are of particular note as is the beautiful balcony.

West Ham Town Hall in Stratford Broadway was originally built for the West Ham Local Board of Health. It is surmounted by statues representing Justice, Liberty, Fortitude and other virtues with a square tower set at one corner.


H/T Constantly Furious

Saturday, 6 June 2009

65 YEARS.


For The Fallen
With proud thanksgiving, a mother for her children,
England mourns for her dead across the sea.
Flesh of her flesh they were, spirit of her spirit,
Fallen in the cause of the free.

Solemn the drums thrill; Death august and royal
Sings sorrow up into immortal spheres,
There is music in the midst of desolation
And a glory that shines upon our tears.

They went with songs to the battle, they were young,
Straight of limb, true of eye, steady and aglow.
They were staunch to the end against odds uncounted;
They fell with their faces to the foe.

They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old:
Age shall not weary them, nor the years contemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning
We will remember them.

They mingle not with their laughing comrades again;
They sit no more at familiar tables of home;
They have no lot in our labour of the day-time;
They sleep beyond England's foam.

But where our desires are and our hopes profound,
Felt as a well-spring that is hidden from sight,
To the innermost heart of their own land they are known
As the stars are known to the Night;

As the stars that shall be bright when we are dust,
Moving in marches upon the heavenly plain;
As the stars that are starry in the time of our darkness,
To the end, to the end, they remain.

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I cannot pretend to feel impartial about colours. I rejoice with the brilliant ones and am genuinely sorry for the poor browns.

Sir Winston Churchill

Don't Come Home Gordon.

Out Of The Mouths Of Babes.

Friday, 5 June 2009

Politicians are a joke.


Dear Prime Mentalist.

We don't want you to carry on with your insane plans. Seek help now, before you have to be sedated and taken in to protective custody under the mental health laws that you instigated.

No one believes in your madness. Waver, walk away, we couldn't possibly think any less of you. You have achieved something that no unelected PM has ever managed before. The absolute and undying hatred of every single one of the sane members of the electorate and a great many of the not so stable members of your own party.

Don't appear on TV, the Radio or the Interweb with your messages of total and utter bollocks.
The game is up. Ended. Over. No more Fandango. There is nothing left but ignominy and medication. Think of your family and the legacy you handed them. You are reviled, please don't inflict that on your children and their kids.

Brown Savaged By Beaver..



Dear Gordon



I believe the achievements of the Labour Government to date have been monumental and you have played an immense part in the creation of those achievements.

However, I am extremely disappointed at your failure to have an inclusive Government.

You have a two tier Government. Your inner circle and then the remainder of Cabinet.

I have the greatest respect for the women who have served as full members of Cabinet and for those who attend as and when required. However, few are allowed into your inner circle. Several of the women attending Cabinet – myself included – have been treated by you as little more than female window dressing. I am not willing to attend Cabinet in a peripheral capacity any longer.

In my current role, you advised that I would attend Cabinet when Europe was on the agenda. I have only been invited once since October and not to a single political Cabinet - not even the one held a few weeks before the European elections.

Having worked hard during this campaign, I would not have been party to any plan to undermine you or the Labour Party in the run up to 4 June. So I was extremely angry and disappointed to see newspapers briefed with invented stories of my involvement in a “Pugin Room plot.”

Time and time again I have stepped before the cameras to sincerely defend your reputation in the interests of the Labour Party and the Government as a whole. I am a natural party loyalist. Yet you have strained every sinew of that loyalty.

It has been apparent for some time that you do not see me playing a more influential role in the Government. Therefore, I have respectfully declined your offer to continue in the Government as Minister for attending Cabinet.

I served six years as a backbencher and, therefore, I am not unhappy to be able to devote myself to promoting my constituency’s interests and to support the Labour Government from the backbenches.

This is a personal decision, which I have not discussed with colleagues.

Yours

Caroline

How long before Gordon writes to himself?

But there's no one to check

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