The Wrong Amount of Sleep

The ballot for the leadership of the Labour Party began last week, but with 5 MPs up for election, including the 2 Milliband brothers, it seems pretty low key. Even the press, who usually have their finger on the public pulse, seem to think so, as they don’t seem to use up many column inches regarding it. The Party would expect about 60-80% of the postal ballot papers to be filled in, going by past elections, but of course, the fact that Tony Blair’s biography, “A Journey” was released last week as well might have a bearing on how fast folk will fill in their papers, who they will vote for, or indeed, if they will bother to scribble their Xs. His book was below 50th place in Amazon’s bestseller list a fortnight ago, but has moved into 7th place since it was announced that proceeds from the book will be given to the Royal British Legion. I’m not sure who the guru was who persuaded him to give up that lovely dosh, but it was a shrewd move, as he certainly didn’t want to be embarrassed by being a former PM whose books were being used for other purposes, rather than for being perused by us, the gullible British public. My heart bleeds for poor Cherie, thinking of all the outfits and makeovers that she’ll miss out on, because of the hardship. It is hard to believe that the following quote came from his lips – “Mine is the first generation able to contemplate the possibility that we may live our entire lives without going to war or sending our children to war.”

The former British Prime Minister, started promisingly enough, but his abiding legacy after his ten years of leadership was probably going to War in Iraq. The day he resigned as Prime Minister he also gave up being an MP (never having liked the House of Commons or Britain anyway hence spending most of his time as leader abroad or covering foreign matters) and was appointed, perhaps ironically, a peace envoy. The mind boggles. When he went to Dublin last Saturday, he was pelted with shoes and eggs, and he has now cancelled another book signing which was due to take place in a branch of Waterstone's in London on Wednesday. The man responsible for sending our troops to the frontline is evidently scared of being faced with a few protesters. Maybe something is finally beginning to register up top.

Further north, and the equally silver tongued Alex Salmond has given up on the idea of tabling a bill on an independence referendum before the next election, despite his repeated promises over the past three and a half years. The usual bullish Mr Salmond seems to have lost his nerve this time – in fact, he looks as if he's emulated the Grand Old Duke of York, who marched his men to the top of the hill, only to march them down again. Mr Salmond says that independence will be the central theme of the Nationalists' electoral campaign. In other words, the election would effectively act as the referendum that he has ditched because he knew that the SNP would lose it. That seems like a very warped way of thinking to me. Of course, if Labour grab power next May, then it will be open warfare between Edinburgh and London, that is while the Coalition parties are running Westminster. There is some cooperation between them and Salmond, but there would probably be no proper dialogue between a governing Labour Party in Scotland and Cameron.

David Cameron, the Tory leader, and of course, new dad, seems to have some rather odd bedfellows besides his good lady, Samantha. He entered into a coalition with the LibDems, which looks to be on shaky ground at times, and some of his close aides seem to attract trouble, including Andy Coulson, Downing Street's head of communications, and who used to be the editor of the “News of the World” at the time its reporters were allegedly hacking into the mobile phone messages of celebrities and members of the Royal Family. Many a better man than Mr Cameron have been forced out of office because of those they trusted to have around them.

On a lighter note, I see that scientists are at it again in the great sleep debate. I remember reading that Maggie Thatcher got by with 5 hours sleep, but for most people that amount of sleep could present a serious hazard to the heart, along with helping to bring on other ailments, such as colds, obesity, dementia, and some types of cancer. I hasten to add that the so called sleep experts do not recommend a certain amount of sleep time for us all, but that there is a certain amount of time that is most beneficial for each individual. One such expert, Professor Jim Horne of Loughborough University, claims that one of the most effective ways of getting off to sleep is to do a jigsaw. Well, I find it difficult to work with a jigsaw on a completely flat surface, so to try to fit the pieces while it is perched on my knobbly knees seems to be a non-starter. I wonder if he recommends jigsaws with sheep in the picture, or did he just have a bad dream.

Well-Heeled and Two-Faced Politicians

 

 

I sympathise with the Tory Party leader, David Cameron, and his wife Samantha, on the death of their 6 year old son, Ivan, which was announced a couple of hours ago. He had been suffering from cerebral palsy and epilepsy, and had been in and out of hospital for most of his short life. After Mr Cameron made his presence felt in the British political arena, newspapers carried a couple of news items about Ivan, but there was never very much, as the Camerons wished their private life to remain just that – private. Compare that with the hype over the past couple of weeks concerning the impending death from cancer of Jade Goody, so-called celebrity. Newspapers have had the story plastered across their front pages, making me wonder if some editors are unaware of Britain’s economic plight. I feel sorry for Jade as well, and applaud her for trying to make some money for her 5 and 4 year old boys. How much they actually get is another matter, after the newspapers, magazines, and her publicist Max Clifford have pocketed their share. Her case has certainly also raised awareness of cervical cancer, and has led to an increased number of women going for tests. However, there are thousands in the country who are dying of cancer, and who do not have that option of making piles of money to leave to their loved ones.

 

I mentioned the Home Secretary Jacqui Smith a few days ago, in connection with her refusal to acknowledge that there’s any problem with her £116,000 “second home” expenses. Whenever we hear a news bulletin, or read a paper, we have the same kind of stories. We find that British Members of the European Parliament can easily make £1 million in allowances over a single term in Brussels, Prince Andrew taking a helicopter to reopen a bridge – just a drop in the ocean, that one, at £4,000, Tory veteran Michael Ancram (personal fortune of tens of millions) claiming £50,000 towards the upkeep of his country retreat, and £170,000 being lavished on modern art to decorate the walls of Jack Straw’s department for Justice. This is the same John Whitaker Straw who was Foreign Secretary in 2001, and was a member of the Cabinet that decided to send our troops to Iraq. Now, as Secretary of State for Justice, he has used his power to veto the publication of minutes of key cabinet meeting held in the run-up to the Iraq war, after the Information Tribunal ruled last month that they should be published. What’s in those minutes that are so potentially damaging to him and to others? His arrogance is there for all to see, and I reckon that his cowardice calls for the saying, “Straw by name, straw by nature.”

It has come as no surprise to me that the police are predicting a “summer of rage” in Britain, as folk seek to get even with those who have been ripping them off, and duping them, for ages.