The last ten days have been full of politics and sleaze. It seems to me that the apparent surprise shown by many with regard to phone hacking, favours and access to influential politicians, is ingenuous at least. Anyone who has read a holiday blockbuster knows that money passes hands in exchange for information or favour, and that cover-up is used as an incentive to bury bad publicity.
It being only a few days until the Local Government elections, I wonder what stories will surface next. So far we have had almost a full turnout of hopeful councillors in Dalamory. They are working very hard to try and ensure votes. Mike Russell, the Education Minister at Holyrood, turned up at the door with the local cohorts. The Scottish Nationalists are throwing tremendous energy into these local elections. I never used to understand how important they are in the grand scheme of things. Politics in Scotland is an interesting mix-match between London and national affairs and Edinburgh for Scottish devolved power plus the very local councils. It has taken a long time for most of us to get to grips with how it all works. And we seem to be getting a great deal of media coverage for elections in Europe, the United States and throughout the world. It takes a lot of energy to keep up.
As a Christian, I am drawn towards fairness and good manners towards human beings and the planet. Thus, I look out for hints of that in the speeches that are going the rounds. What I find hard to stomach is the stirring up of hostile attitudes towards the less fortunate in society – especially the disabled. So I am glad to read that some senior Conservatives and LibDems are thinking of actively campaigning against the next round of cuts. People are frightened enough about how they are going to manage their finances. When a big bill comes along it can be a choice between staying out of debt or eating. Many charity workers have been reporting that more and more parents admit to skipping a meal each day, so that their children can be fed. This is horrendous in this supposedly civilised country.
Can you tell that I am starting to get mad? I suppose this all seems a bit remote for readers not in the UK, but for those of us who live here the constant warnings of yet more financial hardship are very wearing.