One thing I have frankly decided is that when it comes to political reform we have two conservative parties in British politics. Both the Labour and Conservative parties have constantly and repeatedly failed to honour promises they have made about reforming cleaning modernising our clapped-out system.
Lapped in poetry wrapped in the picturesque armed with logical sentences and inalienable words.
When I was born I was so ugly the doctor slapped my mother.
The real 1960s began on the afternoon of November 22 1963. It came to seem that Kennedy's murder opened some malign trap door in American culture and the wild bats flapped out.
The British political system and the whole clapped out Westminster architecture and the language that we use about politics it's completely unsustainable. You either decide to be part of that transition to do something different. Or you cling to old certainties.
The private citizen beset by partisan appeals for the loan of his Public Opinion will soon see perhaps that these appeals are not a compliment to his intelligence but an imposition on his good nature and an insult to his sense of evidence.