IT seems like an uneven contest – corporate power versus Maryhill. In the blue corner, a huge company which counts its profits in the billions, lines up against a red corner of people to whom every pound is precious.
HOW do you tell if
WHEN I was a lass I served a term at the Mary Erskine School for girls in Edinburgh.
THE result of Monday night’s confidence vote seemed the near perfect outcome for the opposition parties of all shapes and sizes. The slow-motion political death of the Prime Minister is assumed to be politically ideal for just about everyone except the Tory Party. But in politics, as in life, sometimes you must be careful what you wish for.
ONCE upon a time – actually just over two years ago – public authorities hatched a Baldric-style cunning plan of disease control. It was really sophisticated and ran something like: “Let’s just allow this new virus to let rip. After all it’s just like
THE fall of Rome was not an event but a process, stretching over hundreds of years. The decline and fall of Britain is proving much, much faster.
BY and large, set-piece speeches from Presidents of Chambers of Commerce are not on my preferred reading list.
I HAVE a friend who is raging at SSE Energy Services. Not big news, I hear you say – the entire country is flaming about their power bills and the energy giants. Indeed they are, but just hear
AS election day approaches tomorrow, self-serving Tory commentators and panicky politicians have been lining up to tell the people what this campaign is and isn’t about.
WHERE there’s a will there’s a way – or so the old saying goes.
