THE House of Lords is unelected, unaccountable, unwanted, un-needed and spectacularly unrepresentative of the country.
The Lib Dems can fist all their MPs into one minicab nonetheless in the House of Lords the party has a towering 109 peers, as if Nick Clegg is still popular.
So does the country need the House of Lords in the 21st Century?
What freedoms are stable by this establishment once dubbed, “the best day-care centre in London”?
What good and eminent service is supposing by these 795 ermine-clad fossils from another age?
To act as a check on the 650 inaugurated MPs in the House of Commons? To safeguard the laws of the land truly offer the people?
The House of Lords does zero of these things. Indeed, it increasingly appears that the magisterial House of Lords exists to thwart, perplex and destroy the freedom, democracy and way of life.
This week the Lords voted, by 238 to 209 votes, to effectively restart the Leveson exploration into the journal industry, even yet scrapping it was partial of the Conservative manifesto.
Another multi-million-pound exploration into newspapers! The last one cost taxpayers £43.5million.
The Lords also wish the press to sign up to a crook’s licence that would abet newspapers to compensate the authorised fees of any corrupt spiv that brings an movement against them — even if the corrupt spiv loses.
Smaller newspapers than this one would decay overnight.
You have to consternation if any of the foolish old geezers drooling on their robes in the House of Lords have ever listened of the internet.
It beggars faith that, at a time when Twitter, Google and Facebook are free to run amok, providing a height for paedophiles to hunt for children and terrorists to find the recipe for the next bomb, the press-loathing peers in the House of Lords confirm that what we REALLY NEED right now is another exploration into the journal industry.
Most newspapers, including this one, are already sealed up to the press regulator IPSO.
If we step out of line, we are punished — and utterly rightly.
But who patrols the trolls job for the death of politicians on Twitter?
Who is controlling the child abusers leaving sick comments under images of children on Google’s YouTube?
Who monitors the jihadis crawling all over Facebook?
If there is a territory of the media that needs some-more control in 2018, then it is the uncontrolled, depraved giants of social media.
But the unelected peers do not have personal scores to settle with Twitter, Google and Facebook.
And many of them, generally the clapped-out politicians who the press once held with their fingers in the compartment or personification take-my- dictation with their secretary, have old scores to settle with the press.
There is a preening audacity in the House of Lords that seems ridiculous in a complicated democracy.
Many of the unelected old jugs make no secret about their enterprise to overturn the votes of 17.4million British adults and stop Brexit from ever happening.
Lord Adonis speaks for many of his associate peers when he boasts of doing all within his energy to harm Brexit.
No inaugurated politician — not even the many sour Remainer — would be utterly so contemptuous about defecating on the doorstep of democracy when they are thankful to face the electorate every few years.
Adonis is standard of this clapped-out club. It is all about what HE wants.
It’s called a clarity of entitlement.
If Adonis’s soppy dream comes loyal and we have another referendum then it must be one that asks the country if we wish scarcely 800 unelected toffs lording it over us as if we are still forelock-tugging serfs.
And then we could finally container their lordships off to where they go in 2018 — into the mists of history.
Because it increasingly looks as if this country can have an unelected second cover or it can have a free press.
But we can’t have both.
Oprah so ideal as President
OPRAH WINFREY’S debate at the Golden Globes was so absolute that it desirous speak about her using for US President.
It was positively a passionate, moving debate about the way men provide women – only marred by the fact that until very recently Oprah was happy to suck up to Harvey Weinstein.
Like so many of the smug, insincere black-clad sisters at the Golden Globes – Meryl Streep, Nicole Kidman, Emma Watson – Oprah was only too happy to fondly welcome Harvey Weinstein until he fell from grace.
And maybe it is loyal that zero of them knew a singular thing about the fat perv’s poise towards women over many decades.
But doesn’t that seem just a little unlikely?
Oprah is a good orator who adores luminary and boasts an almost Donald Trump-like miss of self-awareness.
Oprah for President? we consider she would be perfect.
THE normal age for getting your first smartphone is ten.
We are not holding about a elementary mobile that enables Little Jimmy to tell you he missed the train after double games, but the kind of handheld device that can put a child in hold with all the dim corners of the internet.
Psychologists insist it is excellent for a child to have a smartphone at 10 if they are mature adequate to hoop it.
But when did you ever meet a mature ten-year-old?
The tough reality of Army life
IT is a good thing that the Army targets lesbians, gays and Muslims in their new recruitment campaign.
With numbers at their lowest given the Napoleonic wars, the service needs all the recruits it can find.
But let’s not forget what the Duke of Wellington once pronounced about his own army during those wars against Napoleon.
“I don’t know what outcome these men will have on the enemy,” shivered the Iron Duke, “but by God they frighten me.”
Wellington was not articulate about the ability of his troops to get in hold with their feelings.
Yes, it’s good to be inclusive.
But this country has not been invaded for almost 1,000 years since the Army – from Agincourt to Normandy, from Waterloo to the Falklands, from The Somme to El Alamein – has traditionally been done up of men and women who were as tough as nails wrapped in concrete.
And the British Army ignores that fact at its peril.
‘Lynch ’em’ John just as inane
LABOUR’S Momentum wing has disbanded its own girl wing since some of the loony little Marxists are posting obscenities online.
But are their nonsensical dribblings really any worse than what we get from Labour’s comparison citizen, John McDonnell?
Old McDonnell boasted that he wanted to lynch Margaret Thatcher.
More recently, he wanted to lynch Esther McVey.
McDonnell’s many fast fantasies all engage lynching women.
When questioned about McDonnell’s lynching fantasies on BBC Radio 5 Live, Emily Thornberry said, “I ain’t gonna answer.”
Some consternation since Labour has never been led by a woman.
Is it since John McDonnell competence lynch her?
Lydia not so Bright
CELEBRITY Mastermind is being ridiculed for featuring contestants who are conjunction masterminds nor celebrities.
Thick nonentities, in fact.
In the latest series, 4 thick nonentities, including Towie’s Lydia Bright unsuccessful to make it into double total – which takes some doing, as you get a turn of your selected theme and then a turn of ubiquitous knowledge.
But as a maestro of Celebrity Mastermind – dilettante subject, British punk and new call music – we have every magnetism with anyone who goes on the show.
Mastermind is a frightful experience.
That music. That chair. John Humphrys staring at you like a unresolved judge.
The studio assembly respirating in the darkness.
The good news is that you only do Mastermind once in a lifetime.
Because when they entice you a second time, even thick nonentities know adequate to say: “Pass!”
THIS is since Nigel Farage is wrong about a second EU referendum.
More than 33million people voted in the last one. Why should they worry to opinion in another if their opinion on Jun 23, 2016 eventually meant nothing?