My initial thought, on seeing that George Galloway comprehensively beat the Labour incumbent to get 56% of the vote in Bradford West, is that I could never have voted for a man who brown-nosed quite as zealously to Saddam Hussein:
But after thinking about it more, I realise that I too would have voted for Galloway. I like to vote, but there are not many parties I could vote for. It’s impossible for me to vote Tory; the Old Etonian facade on a bunch of swivel-eyed neocons is repellant. But I can’t bring myself to vote Labour, either; I think that its support for the Iraq and Afghan wars have discredited it for a generation. I was also shocked and hugely disappointed by its authoritarian zeal when the Labour governments attempted to introduce ID cards and increase the time police can hold people without trial.
I’m politically closest to the Liberal Party but couldn’t bring myself to reward Nick Clegg and Danny Alexander’s complicity in demolishing the NHS.
While I’m sympathetic to the Green Party’s environmental concerns, their suspicion of technology troubles me, as well as their support of mad stuff like homeopathy. (@dracos points out that they’ve changed recently)
It goes without saying that UKIP and the less-covertly fascist parties aren’t going to get my ballot box kiss.
So, if I lived in Bradford, while there there is no box to say “none of the above”, I would have voted for George too.
What a sorry state of affairs that is.
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