KAMIKAZE DAVID – BUT WHO GIVES A STUFF!?

Who said a week is a long time in politics!? Barely a couple of hours after I had written and published yesterday’s offering about Gordon Brown knocking another nail in his own coffin, David Davis demonstrated his own brand of kamikaze politics.

I bet a frown never changed to a smile to a snigger to a belly laugh as quickly as when Brown, his Cabinet, and all the Labour MPs fearing for their seats in the next general election heard the news.

It’s still a long haul for them obviously, but Davis’s resignation – to fight a by-election over 42-day detention and loss of civil rights in general – has opened a crack in a door that should have been firmly shut.

Time will tell. It will also tell if any of this matters a damn any more. Doing some admittedly superficial research for yesterday’s piece, I looked at several newspapers and their websites. Those aimed at the masses showed something that David Davis – and everybody else – should be worrying about.

Let’s just take the Daily Mirror as an example. This was the running order of their main stories yesterday:

Big Brother bullying row
The sad death of a young Emo music fan
The Fritzl dungeon story latest
Fern Britton’s belly latest
More Big Brother
Zara Phillips out of ther Olympics
Terrorist security documents left on a train
The Shannon Matthews fund latest
The 42-day terror detention vote

Yes, the news that the Government is willing to tear up part of the Magna Carta in the fight against terrorism came in at number nine. The new law that could change a fundamental part of our society, our lives, our children’s lives, and the UK forever was an afterthought.

It seems the average citizen’s brain is so full of BB and Wayne and Coleen and Simon Cowell that the next general election could be a farce with the lowest turn-out ever.

Why bother? Let’s just hold a TV vote. Let’s call it If I Ruled The UK. Gordon Brown, David Cameron, and rank outsider Nick Clegg will put forward their best 10 sound bites to be judged, they will then sing a verse of their favourite campaign song, backed by their massed ranks of MPs, and then be harangued by Big Brother.

The text-turnout will be enormous.

Problem solved.