sweet effay

...with news of Blunkett's resignation. Only this morning I was cursing the Home Office's latest knee-jerk proclamation on knives, and this evening Arrogant Dave has walked the plank. All those chickens didn't die in vain then.

Out of all the cabinet members, I have always had a special dislike of David Blunkett. He was a bastard in education and there were cheers round here when he moved on to the Home Office. We had not appreciated that any Labour MP could be a worse Home Secretary than Jack Straw, but we soon learned.

What I've always most loathed about Blunkett is his reputation as the hard man of British politics when clearly he is nothing of the sort. Just about every piece of legislation he's put through has been a fudged mess. Whether it's the continuing immigration fiasco, reclassifying cannabis, or ID cards, everything Blunkett has done has been generally condemned by both sides on the issues, whilst he has heralded it as a common sense response which could only have been pushed through by a plain talking honest man of integrity like himself.

Will Charles Clarke be any better? We'll have to wait and see, but he hasn't been quite as bad an Education Secretary as Blunkett was.

In other news: I discovered today that I can rent DVDs via Amazon. This is particularly good news as I spend a lot of time complaining that the local shop only stocks mainststream pap and not much of that either. Now I will be able to watch all those sophisticated foreign art films that you London intellectuals watch and join in educated discusions about them. Well, I would if I hadn't filled my rental list with the most trashy, exploitative films I could find. First up, Vampire Killer Barbys - Hoorah!