<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11962946</id><updated>2011-04-21T18:58:35.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Clothes Pegs for Labour</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clothespegs.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11962946/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clothespegs.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>clive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15602339789797778705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11962946.post-111278743915220241</id><published>2005-04-06T02:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T04:37:19.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ignore the stench and do what you have to do</title><content type='html'>I live in Hove, a Labour-Tory marginal. I was a loyal Labour voter until 1997, since when - being disillusioned with the continuance of Tory policies on privatisation, as well as the Iraq War - I have voted either Green or Lib Dem. In 2001, when I lived in the safe Labour seat of Oxford East, I indulged myself with a vote for the Green candidate in the hope that they might save their deposit (they didn't).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Hove, I have a real dilemma.  The sitting MP, Ivor Caplin, is (or was) a junior minister of defence and I could not have supported him under any circumstances. He has now retired, to be replaced by Celia Barlow, who seems to have half-decent 'classic' Labour credentials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loathe the Tories and Michael Howard in particular. Anyone whose parents benefited from a liberal policy on asylum, and who themselves seeks to exploit xenophobic feeling on the issue is clearly 'lower than vermin'.  That will do for him for now.  I could not bear the sight of this man smiling as he pauses before entering number 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd have no problem voting Lib Dem if they stood a chance, but in this particular constituency, under the present electoral system, they don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am intending to cast a 'clothes peg' vote for Labour at this election, and I would urge others in similar circumstances to think about doing the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the clothes peg manifesto, for those forced to choose between the bad smell of New Labour and the rotten stench of Old Tory:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Purchase a packet of clothes pegs&lt;br /&gt;2. Select a clothes peg of desired colour, perhaps red or orange&lt;br /&gt;3. Place on nose&lt;br /&gt;4. Enter polling booth&lt;br /&gt;5. Vote for Labour candidate, while thinking of all the good things the party have managed to do in the past 60-odd years, and what they might achieve once Blair has gone, and what the Tories will do should they sneak in by the back door&lt;br /&gt;6  Remove peg&lt;br /&gt;7. Hang out washing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We could do with few more theatrics at elections and bit more amusement too.&lt;br /&gt;It's a pertinent way to make your point about Blair, Howard and our rubbish electoral system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So do us all a favour - make it Clothes Pegs for Labour.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11962946-111278743915220241?l=clothespegs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clothespegs.blogspot.com/feeds/111278743915220241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11962946&amp;postID=111278743915220241' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11962946/posts/default/111278743915220241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11962946/posts/default/111278743915220241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clothespegs.blogspot.com/2005/04/ignore-stench-and-do-what-you-have-to.html' title='Ignore the stench and do what you have to do'/><author><name>clive</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15602339789797778705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
