Gazing at what passes for the Opposition, are we supposed to laugh, cry, weep with mirth or smile bravely through the tears? This may be a rhetorical question. With the Labour Party uncertain whether to style itself as tear-jerking soap opera or broad-brush satirical sitcom, it is asking too much of the rest of us to decide for it. It is a rich testament to the party's abysmal state that despite a healthy number of MPs, and polling figures in the high thirties, even the holiday season brings an almost daily batch of dramatic genre contradictions. Although historians disagree over its starting date (Dr David Starkey posits the reign of George III, while Simon Schama sources it to shortly after the death of Queen Anne), the leadership election somehow still has more than a month to run. Levels of public interest, which peaked in early June at studied indifference, have lapsed into a persistent vegetative state.
Labour's Leadership Farce
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