DON’T be a Jew in the Labour Party. And don’t be a woman. And don’t be a member of the working class.
And, just to be safe, better not be a member of the Royal Family.
For a party that promotes itself as the font of human compassion, Labour seethes with an abundance of wild-eyed, mouth-foaming hatreds.
The tumour of anti-Semitism that grows in the rancid guts of Labour moved centre stage at this year’s party conference in Brighton.
Jeremy Corbyn snubbed a reception of the Labour Friends of Israel while comrades openly debated if they should be allowed to question if the Holocaust really happened at all or if those six million dead are just a filthy lie dreamt up by a conspiracy of international Zionists.
Apparently next year’s Labour conference is going to be held in Nuremberg.
The old school misogyny that blights Labour, who have not had a female leader in 117 years, shows no sign of abating.
After Labour’s week of Jew-baiting and woman-hating by the seaside, actress and Labour member Frances Barber tore up her party card saying: “I can’t belong to a party full of misogyny, anti-Semitism and thuggery.”
So who does Corbyn’s Labour represent?
It is certainly not the working class, who are sneered at for their patriotism, favouring Brexit, their concerns about immigration — dismissed out of hand as racist — and their abiding affection for the Royal Family.
Labour doesn’t represent the working class any more. Labour doesn’t understand the working class. Labour doesn’t even like the working class.
Labour MP Emma Dent Coad chose the worst possible moment to mock Prince Harry’s war record, just as Afghan vet Harry was meeting maimed servicemen at the Invictus Games. Coad is typical of Corbyn’s crew — nasty, spiteful and not very bright.
Yet it feels like Labour is well on its way to No10.
Corbyn says that capitalism is not working. And millions of people in this country, young and not so young, agree.
Why vote Tory when your university degree does not get you a good job? Why vote Tory when you are a hard-working young couple who have zero chance of ever getting on the housing ladder?
And why not nationalise the railways when every day you commute to work is an overcrowded, overpriced living hell?
Capitalism is failing many. Yes, Corbyn’s socialism would fail everyone.
But perhaps a new generation needs to see for themselves what Corbyn and his sad sack of economically illiterate Marxists would do to the British economy if they were bossing it.
Perhaps the Tories have run the show for too long and the country needs to experience Socialism not in the theory but in incompetent prac-tice, red in tooth and claw.
Perhaps those who don’t remember the Seventies need to see what socialism would do to investment, business, jobs, inflation, the NHS, immigration and housing.
Perhaps we need to see what happens when Labour can no longer blame all that ails us on the wicked Tories.
Too many people are far too young to recall the abject misery of having the unions lord it over us.
Maybe it is time for Corbyn and comrades to remind us.
Clearly, a loopy left Labour government would be catastrophic for this country.
Beyond the economic misery, there would be the sickening prospect of seeing our country run by a gaggle of politicians who feel no love, affection or respect for the UK — all those hatchet-faced groupies of the IRA, Hamas and Hezbollah who hate all violence unless it is directed against the west.
But for a generation too young and dumb to understand the empty core of Jeremy Corbyn’s promises, it would be the price of an education.
McGee, I think you are swell
WHO would have thought that Debbie McGee would be the revelation of the new series of Strictly?
You might have thought that Debbie, the oldest contestant, is too long in the tooth to be a serious contender to win.
Or that voters might be put off by the advantage she has from her early years as a professional dancer.
But Debbie McGee is making us all think again.
Debbie is most famous for being a good sport when Mrs Merton asked her: “What first attracted you to the millionaire Paul Daniels?”
But there is more to her – far more – than being the late magician’s wife and widow.
At last, we remember her gracious reply.
“He wasn’t a millionaire when I met him,” Debbie McGee smiled to Mrs Merton.
Debbie is made of stronger, better stuff than you might have guessed when she was sitting on Mrs Merton’s sofa.
GOOGLE’S GOT IT VERY WRONG
INTERNET giant Google refuses to stop selling T-shirts glorifying the IRA because it says it does not consider the IRA to be a terrorist organisation.
“I think the likes of Google seem to be above the reach of many governments,” says Colin Parry, whose 12-year-old son Tim was killed in 1993 by an IRA bomb in Warrington, an atrocity that also killed three-year-old Johnathan Ball.
Once again we are reminded of the utter moral bankruptcy of these Internet giants.
Have you no shame, Google? Your profits are built on the bodies of murdered children.
Get a grip, viewers
Ofcom received 216 complaints during the show and another 663 later, making the saucy excuse for a frock (yours from Julien Macdonald for just £11,250) even more controversial than Vic
Reeves waving his fake penis before the nine o’clock watershed and Russell Brand’s potty mouth on Comic Relief.
I thought Amanda looked lovely. Mind you, the last time Simon Cowell saw anything plunge like that, he was looking at the ratings for The X Factor.
- DATING site Match.com’s lesbian kissing ad was the second-most complained about commercial on TV (after MoneySupermarket’s twerking man), with 293 official reports to watchdogs.
No news yet on how many people really enjoyed it.
IF Lavinia Woodward had been a single mother from a council estate, she would have gone to jail for stabbing her boyfriend in a booze-sodden, drug-crazed frenzy.
But as Lavinia is an aspiring heart surgeon who studies among the dreaming spires of Oxford, Judge Ian Pringle decided to give her a suspended sentence because she is “too bright” for a prison sentence, because jail would hurt her career, and because the law is a snob.
Lavinia almost purred with pleasure as she emerged from court but perhaps time will wipe the smile from her pretty face.
She seems like quite a volatile lass. Would you really fancy trusting Lavinia with your triple bypass operation?
Hef was hard-ly graceful
HUGH HEFNER, who has died on his waterbed at the age of 91, was the bridge between the buttoned-up Fifties and the wildly swinging Sixties, a decade with its loon pants around its ankles.
Some 20 years older than the likes of The Beatles and the Stones, Hefner remained a virgin until the age of 22 but spent the next seven decades furiously making up for lost time.
Hef leaves a widow 60 years his junior, apparently so upset that she can’t do her homework.
Whether you think Hef was just a dirty old git or the Don Vito Corleone of sex, there is no doubting his social impact.
Still popping Viagra into his eighties, Hef’s tragedy was that he could never find a way to grow old gracefully.
Hefner was still determined to get it up at an age when most men only want to get their feet up.
- I CAN think of nothing lower than mocking a disabled child.
Whatever cricket yob Ben Stokes did outside that Bristol club is almost irrelevant now.
For viciously mocking Katie Price’s son Harvey, the creep should never play cricket for England again.
- SINITTA is miffed about being edged out of The X Factor to make way for Cheryl. “I will always love Simon,” Sinitta told my colleague Dan Wootton. “But right now he can kiss my black ass.”
She makes it sound like a bad thing.
Trump’s a real knee-jerk
AT Wembley last weekend, more than 20 NFL players from the Baltimore Ravens and Jacksonville Jaguars refused to stand for the Star-Spangled Banner as a protest against racism in their homeland.
Yet those same American footballers all stood respectfully for God Save The Queen.
“It’s different,” an American friend told me. “Black people in your country came here for a job. Black people came to America as slaves.”
I fear that is a distinction far too subtle for President Trump to grasp. Donald wants any NFL player who doesn’t stand for the Star-Spangled Banner to be sacked by club owners.
Trump’s fatal flaw is that when he should be holding out a hand of reconciliation he reaches for his sledgehammer.