So it's come to this. Some days ago, Home Secretary Blunkett resigned. Which you're all aware of. The next day, the newspapers seemed to revel in photos of him crying. A ploy for sympathy? Considering his attempts at smearing the woman he had an affair with, he doesn't get mine. Yes, it was unpleasant break-up from a relationship. But we've all had them, haven't we? Not all of us are home secretary, however. Not all of us have been pushing through an immigration policy which imprisons some of the most desperate immigration applicants in detention camps, whilst fast-tracking the application of a nanny of someone we're sleeping with. Hmmm.... It somehow seems sad that he wasn't sacked for some of his policies - his attempts at removing our civil liberties and basic rights, rather than the fallout from an affair, however.
So what next? Well, Blunkett himself, seems to have lost his grip on reality, with a story in today's Observer that he - sorry, a "friend" - believes that he was set up by a selection of millilonaires persecuting a poor working-class lad. Who has spent his time in office doing the bidding of millionaires and persecuting the working class. So that clearly makes sense...
And so we now have Charlie "No Trousers" Clarke. Who has already signed up for the Blunkett agenda. Although he presumably had to say that, and, hopefully, he may balk at implementing Blunkett's most extreme measures - his abolition of the conception of "innocence until proven guilty" for example, which ID cards embody. A right which has been with us since the days of the Magna Carta, but which Blunkett thought was no longer necessary. Basically the man was a fascist, in the true meaning of the word - a believer that the state should be entirely geared to support the interests of Capital, and that everyone should be organised for this task. His loss is our gain. Let's hope it's not wasted.
