Well said. We finally have a voice.
Sunday 13 September 2015.
Dear Mr Cameron,
12 September 2015, a defining moment in British history. I see that your master of the dark arts, Lynton Crosby, is already on the job earning his thirty pieces of silver. I am sure that the bile and filth will pour out like unstoppable sewage, because that’s all you know how to do, but the game has changed. Like a phoenix from the ashes, Labour is back and politics has just entered the 21st century leaving your 19th century party of throwbacks to punitive rampant paternalism dribbling spite down your bibs.
The party is over, the free-loading on the backs of the poor is over. We now have a compassionate, moderate and hope filled opposition which you’ll be facing across the despatch box, but Corbyn won’t be alone, you now face team Corbyn and…
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