And just when I thought the Sunday papers were dull
This is going to be a short post because I stumbled and banged my paw which makes typing less fun. But I absolutely totally have to record my incredulity that Fiona McTaggart, MP for Slough and something junior at the Home Office, has been put in charge of the new committee to make religious faith more central to government.
I mean, I don't know whether or when Fi got religion, but this is a woman with whom, when I quarreled with her for the first time, was kind of soft on the Khmer Rouge. And OK, it was before we knew about the Killing Fields, but some of us were already guessing.
Later on she was chair of Liberty and I was her not very loyal opposition. I liked Fiona, because she was one of those people with whom the fact that you can't trust them at all is absolutely on the table, so you don't and get past it. We fought on a bunch of issues, agreed on others and she was quite a good thing and not the mad Stalinoid from Hell I remembered from earlier.
Then she was arranging herself a seat and leaving Liberty and trying to ensure that her successor was not me and was John Lyons, husband of Sally Morgan, Blair's senior minion. And Fi was just as ruthless in that little struggle as she always has been.
What shall it profit a woman?...But for Slough, Fi, but for Slough.
And now I have to watch her take the betrayal of the Labour Party even further - by cosying up to evangelicals and the like in the name of inclusivity. There are some groups whose intolerance makes them incompatible with radical government and most groups that are homophobic, eg most of the organized churches, are among those groups.
I cannot bear this - it is all too sad watching old chums sell themselves and do it for very little...