Early morning. The kettle bringing itself to the boil. Turn off the light, and the sky is just a touch brighter than it was, a rip of white cloud on the horizon in an overall grey, lit from behind, et cetera, Voice in the radio talking about J Corbyn's likely impact on markets. Nil, given that he's detached from reality (says the radio). A piece earlier about J Corbyn's failure to appoint women to any of the high offices of state.
Mr Corbyn isn't a throwback; he just says what he thinks. This amounts to a new politics, given the spin and equivocation of media-trained interview technique. Maybe he can achieve what he wants. Maybe the consequences of idealism are invariably unintended. "No women in the top five jobs?" says the journalist interviewing the other journalist, just a moment ago. When 24-hour rolling news was introduced, nobody mentioned that it was going to be the same news, on and on.
Mr Corbyn isn't a throwback; he just says what he thinks. This amounts to a new politics, given the spin and equivocation of media-trained interview technique. Maybe he can achieve what he wants. Maybe the consequences of idealism are invariably unintended. "No women in the top five jobs?" says the journalist interviewing the other journalist, just a moment ago. When 24-hour rolling news was introduced, nobody mentioned that it was going to be the same news, on and on.