Fulfilling All The Cliches

Once upon a time the cliche of the totally out of touch Tory was a byword in British politics. It used to be that the patrician Conservative with his and hers matching four by fours and three kids named Tarquin, Rosamund and Arabella was accused (with justification or not) of not having the faintest clue how the man on the street lived.

Some things really never change. Whilst Tarquin, Rosamund and Arabella are now generally just as likely to be scions of Labour and Lib-Dem great houses as Conservative ones, there is still something really special about the sheer ignorance about daily life shown by the smug, grinning new crop of Blu-Labour Cameronites. 'Special' like bowel surgery is special.

Ladies and gentlemen, without further ado I give you Iain Dale, proving that Blu-Labour's rising stars (and deeply informed and clever pundits, let us not forget - after all our Iain has his own TV Show on politics and everything) are capable of being every bit as ignorant of real life as their Party ancestors, but with a special Cameron twist. Yes, the cliche has now extended itself to a truly global scale.

"Shout Out Liverpool alerts me to the Iraqi Roulette blog, which details every day life in downtown Baghdad. Horrifying reading. Is it really this bad?"

Oh. My. God.