THE VIEW FROM THE PLAYROOM..
Well, as the actress said to the poet, "Things are going from bed to verse." And after last night`s election specials it`s pretty clear that the campaign is descending into outright dislike between the party leaders. It all reminds me of Sheldon Harnick`s lyrics for `The Merry Minuet,` which I first heard in my youthful admiration for the Kingston Trio. The first part goes like this:-
They're rioting in Africa
They're starving in Spain
There's hurricanes in Florida and Texas needs rain
The whole world is festering with unhappy souls
The French hate the Germans
The Germans hate the Poles
Italians hate Yugoslavs
South Africans hate the Dutch
And I don't like anybody very much.
Now a week today the General Election will be in full swing but it`s also becoming clear that we`re heading for a cobbled together hung parliament. Unless, that is, the party leaders are so intent on hanging on to their jobs, perks, expenses and titles that they will do anything to save themselves and blame it on `the wishes of the electorate.` Last night, they gave clear promises to the contrary so we`ll just have to assume that they will deem it `in the national interest` to stitch up some back-room deals to keep them going.
Either that or mayhem will ensue and call me irresponsible if you will, but as I view it all from the playroom of my second childhood, I quite fancy a bit of mayhem. It`s good for the soul - keeps `em honest - and provides the prospect of another election in October at the latest. Somehow I just wish they would all relax and not take it all so seriously or so personally. It`s not Wolf Hall - just democracy in action.