Brown's Afghan Coat Shot To Pieces

After a little bit of leaking, Tories have been forced to reveal a new recruit in the ex-army chief fresh from delivering a broadside to Bullet-ridden Brown. The move may bring a ray of hope to war-weary voters and brave souls sent to their deaths in the Afghan killing fields.

New Labour death by Tory triangulation knows no bounds. Capture the enemy guns, tweak them a bit and turn the fire on the opponents with the secret weapon of a bit of cross dressing and a new breed of Goat.

Today it's the turn of blunt speaking ex-army boss Dannatt who's set to join Dave's 'war cabinet' after firing off an attack on Bunkered Brown over troop numbers. Another unelected crony in the Lords but this time batting for the Tories.

The BBC reports Dannatt is to become a defence adviser just a day after he revealed that his plea for 2,000 extra troops in Afghanistan was stubbornly ignored.

That, said Dannatt not mincing words, was like leaving UK forces fighting with "at least part of one arm tied behind their back".

It came as some surprise when Dannatt popped up in the middle of the Tory welcome home party. Delivering his outspoken views on Brown's War, he finally confirmed how Blinkered Brown flatly refused heart-felt requests for more boots on the ground.

The cheerleader for the troops had been at the sharp end of a nasty Downing Street smear campaign ever since his strongly-held views put him at odds with New Labour's mealy-mouthed ministers. Expect Dannatt to be nobbled with a knocking narrative.

The leak may well have been timed to steal Dave's thunder in his big speech tomorrow. Whatever. Brown's threadbare Afghan coat has been shot to pieces. It comes as another BBC survey suggests most people in the UK continue to oppose the unwinnable war.

Fannying around looking for an elusive strategy while troops are dying is no way to wage war.

But Beleaguered Brown's hands are tied to Obama's apron strings. His wannabe best friend calls the shots. At the moment Obama is firing blanks, ruling out this and that, while mutterings of the new Vietnam grow louder on Capitol Hill.

The shameful spectacle of US troops and marines brought home in a box is beginning to fill the media. Here it's now a shocking and disturbing everyday occurrence.

ITV news is making a point of delivering the gruesome message on its news bulletins every day.

The days of lions led by donkeys are hopefully long gone. No general worth his pips would willingly send troops to their deaths just to prop up a corrupt Afghan government.

Tories may like a good flex of the jingoistic muscle every now and again but Dannatt is no donkey. He's already hinted that it's now a case of put up or pull out. The Orange Party has long banged the drum for the latter.

Cameron and his foreign affairs side-kick Hague don't have war-mongering Blair's legacy to live down to. They may just listen to their army adviser and, after a lot of huffin' and puffin', bring the boys home.

That will depend on when pragmatic Dave's much-vaunted promised 'reality' kicks in and the disgrace of this hopeless, bloody unwinnable war is finally shown up for what it is.

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Champagne Chasing Chumps

The sad old Mirror is trying it on with a last ditch bid to nail champagne quaffing Tories to the Toffs mast and stitch up the hell-raising Bullingdon Boys. Calm down dears - it's only a general election. That sort of thing would never have happened in the two-faced Blair years.

Bubbly Dave has been caught red-handed with a glass of champers in hand. But only after duped Fraser Nelson handed it to him at a Spectator partay. A gift to the mobile Mirror man with a weedy copy of the Sun's 'Gotcha' splashed on the front page with glee.

Still there's always a snap of Dunky Duncan kicking around, caught quaffing bubbly traded in with points from his ration book.

How galling for clapped-out New Labour that Boy George has magically morphed and grown up into 'onest chancellor Osborne.

Time for one last roll of the dice with a stunt to ply him with drink from a Mirror mole cunningly disguised as a waiter. Big O's minders could see that one coming a mile off.

Blair man Marr tried it on as penance for asking deluded Brown about pill popping, grilling Dave on how much he's worth with a picture of the Bullingdon Boys in the background. Or rather a painting of a photograph with the original squirrelled away under copyright wraps.

Will the Mirror ever learn? Voters don't give a toss about 'Toffs'. Crewe and Nantwich showed that. They do care about who to trust after a decade of disaster and failure. Lord Snooty and his pals is mildy amusing. The Broon-ites, a downright disgrace.

The whole charade is set to be repeated again with the hair-raising Dave and Boris show and the Bullingdon Boys jolly japes broadcast on some obscure Channel 4 channel. Cripes.

The Mirror should look in the mirror. The Orange Party is waiting for the next instalment.

How about privately-educated Edward Michael 'just call me Ed' Balls or privately-educated Harriet 'just call me Hattie Harperson', er Harperson? After all, 'I'm Harriet Harman, you know where you can get hold of me.'

There must be room in the busy schedules for a prog on how working class heroes like Al Johnson and David Davis pulled themselves up by their worn-out bootstraps, after living in a cramped shoebox, sucking mud. Prescott doesn't count.

Students eh? What are they like? Not like the Orange Party's days wrapped up in duffle coat and university scarf with only a trusty pipe, cup of cocoa and copy of Karl Marx and 'Health and Efficiency' for comfort.

The Orange Party doesn't recall much bleatings about posh boy Blair and his private privileged upbringing at Scotland's Eton, Fettes. But then he was the Man of the People who didn't do his posh background - or God. Who airbrushed out that rather rude hand gesture in later photographs?

Stitching up the high and mighty is all good fun and par for the course. But in the wonderful world of the political and media class there are some real people buried in the debris of despair and desolation.

The Sun has captured that mood. It doesn't say much for the Mirror when its only hope is to bring back Piers Morgan.

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The Day Boy George Grew Up

Boy George had his big day after practicing a stern look in the mirror, despite sneaky Darling's plan to rain on his parade. But has Boy George got his 'cuts' message across and grown up as chancellor Osborne?

Once again Tories are trying it on with a quick death by triangulation. New Labour on speed. Today Osborne delivered a stark message of no shared pain, no gain. Pensions were first in the cuts firing line. Public sector pay, tax and bureaucracy were quick to follow to tackle the grotesque public debt.

Pension age will have to go up whoever is in power. There's no cash left in the kitty. When, how fast? Tory 2016? New Labour 2026? Whatever. What's a few years when you're on the dole now or staring redundancy in the face.

The Orange Party is starting to warm to Boy George. He's stuck his neck out and long-warned of the dire state of the country's finances. Something has to give sooner rather than later after a decade of disaster.

As happened over yesterday's benefits cuts, New Labour hasn't made a song and dance about Osborne's pension age rise. That would show up years of the spending spree sham. Both Parties have a pension age plan in the back-pocket.

Osborne is gambling on the 'sober, reasonable, realistic' look, packing a tough package to tackle the huge deficit and pining his hopes that he can take voters with him. But Boy George took an early beating when up popped Darling with a public sector pay freeze. There's some life left in the old dead dog yet.

Is Darling secretly part of a Tory fifth column? He captured the headlines for a fleeting moment. But it took the heat off Ducking Dave's EU referendum shuffle.

That put the ball firmly back in the Tories court, just where they want it - on the dire state of the economy and what they plan to do about it.

Osborne has already blown the gaff showing two-faced Brown misled MPs and the public over spending cuts. Voters can see through the sham. A pension age rise is on the cards to fill New Labour shameful black hole after years of crafty Brown living in cloud cuckoo land.

The Orange Party doesn't buy into the spin of raising retirement age because now there are more older people. The cupboard is bare. Pension pots have been raided to help pay for years of false hope and a feel good factor with crafty off balance sheet accounting.

Private pensions are the first to go when firms fold and flatpack in the dodgy world of buying up a brand and bugger the workers. Whitehall and Town Halls have frittered away pensions cash squandered on wasteful non-jobs, huge salaries for the top dogs and 'services' to massage egos.

Osborne gets it in the neck from enemies in the City and on the Telegraph. That's par for the course with the on-going cat fight and dark briefings from Mandy but it's the voters who count.

Today Boy George had to go in with an honest, harsh Tory 'cuts' policy and morph into Osborne the trusted chancellor-in-waiting. Did he pass the test? The Times kinda thinks so. Opinion polls, focus groups and the Sun will show whether he's pulled it off.

What has Downing Street got up its sleeve to spoil Dave's big day? Will Bunkered Brown pop up in the war zone again, making promises over troops and kit he won't have to keep?

Bungling Bob has already been out there getting a flea in his ear from the boys on the ground, with minder Johnson looking like a shady member of the East End mob.

Maybe beleaguered Brown will call a snap election - or quit. The Orange Party can live in hope. Today Osborne delivered a dose of reality.

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Death By Tory Triangulation

Tory attack plans are now clear as the welcome home Party gets into full swing. Ducking Dave has to deliver big and bold, with a touch of triangulation and spot of strangulation. New Labour on speed.

What bold, radical, alternative policies is Dave coming up with? Cross dressing politics to capture hears and minds. Triangulation followed by a quick death by strangulation.

Capture the policy guns from the enemy. Add a few tweaks to make them your own. Capture the argument. Leave opponents floundering, strangled by their own failure to come up to scratch.

A decade of government has left a decade of failures and a fag-end government on its last legs. The Masters of triangulation, the Clintons would be proud.

Tired New Labour tried to hark back to Nye Bevan and the good old days of his Welfare State at Brighton to pick up a few bob from union paymasters.

But lurking underneath was discredited Brand Brown bent on bringing in similar welfare policies now proposed by the Tories but by stealth. The difference is Beleaguered Brown is too busy looking over his shoulder, Cameron is shouting it from the rooftops.

Today it's the old chestnut of benefit cuts - in particular incapacity benefits. Where has the Orange Party heard all that before? Ministers are not exactly bending over backwards to condemn Tory plans. How could they?

Step forward bold benefits architect, Freud, who switched to the Tories after beavering away on a benefits plan for the government.

Mealy-mouthed ministers brought that in by the back door. But Dave is promising to deliver on Freud's 'Get Britain Working' plan with a bang.

What is clear is the current benefit system is unfair, too complicated and wide open to abuse. Benefits have become a right not a state safety net for the needy as Bevan intended.

What's needed is something clearly defined to make sure taxpayers don't feel diddled and everyone knows where they stand.

Will Darzi, who took the knife to the NHS with back-door privatisation, follow Tory footsteps after quitting as one of Brown's ministerial goats?

Soon it will be the turn of schools and the discredited Adonis academies programme, with Bon Govey getting a tad too obsessed with Swedish models.

No wonder the government academies architect, Blairite Adonis, is climbing up the greasy pole of people Tories would like to snuggle up to. Even Mandy has made it to the Tory top 20. Adonis? He's on the right track. Pussycat Peter? In your dreams, chump.

There is more than a cigarette paper between the two Parties, with clear blue water and honesty over cuts and tackling the grotesque mountain of national debt.

In public services, Tories are targeting the process - the management and organisation. Where the tick-box culture and squandered waste can be hit. And delivery - what the public want to see in real terms at the end of the day, when all the waffle is stripped away.

Team Cameron is on a winner as long as they prove to voters they can be trusted to clean up the mess after years of lies, deceit and spin from two-faced Blair and now deluded Brown.

The government may well have cause to bleat about nicked policies - but they had their chance and they blew it. But hey, there's an election round the corner and a little bit of triangulation is all par for the course.

Cameron has an uphill task to contact and convince voters Dave's Tories can be trusted to deliver. On key policies he has to show the Tories will move firm and fast. But they have nothing to lose by being bold. The days of false hope are over. The days of harsh reality have begun.

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'Hit N Run' Hattie Drives Cops Crazy

'Hit-and-Run' Hattie is in trouble with the law for allegedly doing a runner, after crashing into a parked car while talking on her mobile. Before scarpering off, the siren of the sisterhood had the cheek to wind down her window, blurting: "I'm Harriet Harman - you know where you can get hold of me." You don't have to be posh to be privileged.

New Labour's deputy leader and self-styled champion of civil liberties, is said to have stopped briefly after the crash. But witnesses say she drove off without leaving her details, with all the arrogance of the ruling political class.

According to The Mail on Sunday Hattie was due to be questioned early last week but this was delayed due to a date at the Brighton on the Rocks leaving party.

That proved a disaster for Hattie Harperson but a money spinner for the Mafia and California's porn industry, after Hattie gave a free plug and billion dollar boost to a US porn website she wants Terminator Arnie to terminate. How naive.

The Orange Party had some respect for Hattie in her lawyer days at the NCCL landing herself in contempt of court. Even though she came from the ranks of the privately-educated, privileged Toffs. Right on, Sister Harriet.

Now just another pseudo liberal, with all the trappings of the arrogant political elite. Clinging to the tail of a dead duck Party, banging on about women's rights to grab a few saddo votes at Brown's leaving Party.

Shamed yet shameless Scotland got off scot free, despite breaking her own law, after a whitewash confirmed there's one law for us and one bendy rule for the ruling elite.

But in Cronyland no-one is kicked out of their job or even gets a slap on the wrist no matter what the sleaze or scandal.

Harperson has said she is co-operating with police over allegations that she left the scene of a minor car accident without leaving details, an offence carrying a possible six-month jail term. No doubt she'll get off scott free.

Hattie's 1983 battle with the home office created a landmark legal precedent. Now there's a new Hattie's Law: If you want to duck the flak just bark out your name. If cops want to quiz you, take a conference call.

Crime and Punishment and the ruling class. Dostoyevsky would have something to say about that.

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Dave's Reality Or Hyped-Up Hope

The Tory conference opens with a bang with Dave facing a grilling by Marr, while wriggling around doing the EU referendum shuffle. Cameron has to prove he's a man who can. Faced with smug Brown it shouldn't be too difficult.

The top picture, taken from BBC On-Line news, says it all. Brown's satisfaction after the Irish were duped and blackmailed to say 'yes'. Smug, arrogant with more than a hint of petulance. Fight tooth and nail sure, but Cameron's Tories will have to face Euro reality sometime.

Under a dirty tricks banner of 'recovery or ruin', the choice was spun as a vote over leaving the EU or accepting the new treaty. False hope won, paving the way for warmongering Blair to massage his ego and bank balance, presiding over an EU superstate, where democracy plays second fiddle to grandstanding power politics.

But the politics of false hope are coming to an end. The illusion of dreams are being shattered by doses of reality, after years of a political narrative that conned the country during the Blair years.

Irish ayes are smiling sure but all eyes turn to cool Cameron. The Orange Party's big concern is whether the heir to Blair will turn into the man himself. Talking the talk, walking the walk, all things to all men. All style and no substance. Voters remain unconvinced.

In the US, where Obama and Blair were born in the same stable, Americans are starting to see through the con of a slick snake-oil salesman. Promising the earth and delivering nothing as the shine wears off and reality kicks in. Mr Ambition must not make the same mistake.

At the heart is the vexed question of the economy. That means jobs and a grotesque national debt which has become a carbuncle on the face of the country. Belts have to be tightened. The public is savvy enough to understand the Thatcher housewife rather than Brown sauce.

Increasing taxes to hit well-off Peter to pay poor Paul are fine up to a point. But for many it's galling when the government has frittered away the country's wealth to create a false sense of security, leaving behind a legacy of insecurity.

Will voters put up with Cohen's Etonians? Will 'liberal' England turn its back on a so-called Labour Party and put its faith in the once despised ruling class? New Labour is flogging a dead horse with its 'Tory Toffs' line. People don't give a monkeys as long as a trusted soul gets to grips with a country in the grips of a social and economic crisis.

It took a long while for the harsh truth to sink in. A bunch of woolly thinking 'social democrats' and their cronies highjacked a traditional political party for their own selfish ends.

The public have been living in La-La Land in a cosy 'liberal' unreal world, now they're waking up. Shallowness reveals a rotten inside. A worm in the bud, corrupt to the core.

A decade of failed New Labour policies have taken their toll. The public is weary. The economy has been ruined. All that's left are the failed policies of a fag-end government with a lame duck leader. But to pull it off Cameron has to stand and deliver bold, radical alternatives. A breath of fresh air.

Cameron sets off to the Tory conference like Thatcher in '78, just months before an election. A point not missed on Oborne writing in the Mail: "The similarities are uncanny." This is not Blair '97, he argues, more Thatcher '78. Cameron has to contact and convince that the Tories are up to the job of turning things around and confronting the decade of inherited failures.

Dave has to be honest. Tell it how it is. Let voters decide. And don't for one minute try to hood wink voters. They've has a decade of lies, spin and deceit from the current bunch of ruling political elite.

How refreshing if Cameron can pull it off. That's why the Sun's backing Dave. That's why it gets the goat of the Gang of Four. At Brighton on the Rocks, shameful Brown was set on saving his skin with rehashed policies to pick up a few votes. But the 'underdogs' turned into dead dogs with a toothless biteback. In the end, it's Brown wot lost it.

The sham of the 'politics of hope' will take time to unravel into reality. It falls to Cameron, to spell out the grim financial realities that await the country over the next few years.

The New Labour government with its vast army of cronies and hangers on has shown itself incapable of dealing with the problems which beset the country. As David Blackburn points out in the Spectator, with the politics of hope dead, Cameron has everything to gain by being realistic.

No pain, no gain. But can Cameron tell voters what he stands for and where he stands? Voters are no fools. Ordinary folk are biding their time before reality kicks in. That reality won't go away, despite New Labour's cunning plan to use dead 'hope' to dupe the public into living longer in La-La land.

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Blair's Irish Ayes Are Smiling

Warmongering Blair's future hangs in the balance as he waits in the wings for the top EU job. All eyes are on Ireland, with Cornered Cameron set to be forced out of the closet if the Irish are bullied into voting 'yes' to the despised EU treaty.

The people of the Republic have already sent a resounding 'no' to Brussels. Now they've been forced to do it all over again with a few carrots dangled over the same EU treaty. The UK's future and that of Europe hangs on the Irish vote.

The first real test of the new PM-in waiting's leadership will come as the Tory conference kicks in, with all eyes on how Cameron keeps a lid on a Eurosceptic backlash after today's likely Irish 'yes' vote.

Cameron made referendum promises pinning his hopes on the Irish voting 'no' again. But times have changed in the Emerald Isle. The false boom of the economy lies in tatters.

The dirty tricks Euro 'yes' campaign makes Mandy more like Saint Mary. Ryanair boss, O'Leary, has admitted he only funded the 'yes' campaign to get his hands on Aer Lingus. Voters are ripe pickings for the EU con. Now the Irish look set to be blackmailed into submission.

The Tories old wound of Europe is set to open up. Dave will have to come clean sometime with a cry of EU - you're driving me crazy.

The Orange Party doesn't buy into the Euro hype, eurosceptic but not euroseptic. Only EU cronies who have the most to gain from the Euro gravy train are on side. But increasing the burdening Brussels bureaucracy is only part of the problem.

What is at stake is democracy, with a bunch of unelected EU commission civil service types pretending they are a government. Blair is set to be president of an all powerful faceless facade, riding rough shod over sovereign domestic, foreign and military policy with a record for a "taste for war".

The spectre of the scary 'right-wing' brands anyone who doesn't fit into their cosy EU world. But the right-wing does not have sole rights over euroscepticism. The far left is just as much against the new EU treaty, so too the 'decent' left. As Sholto Byrnes points out in the Indy, that right-wing tag has stifled real debate on this issue for too long.

Mummy Merkel, now free to move with the centre right, has scuppered plans for Turkey to join the club. But Germany sneaked in a quick signing just before the elections, much to Mummy's delight. Along with Short-arse Sarkozy they are Europe - pushing their national interest through the Brussels back door, leaving windswept Brits to tag along by the coat tails.

The EU doesn't do no. Like naughty children, the people of the ROI had a slap on the wrist to do it again until they got it right. Only Poland and the Czech Republic are left to be blackmailed and bullied into submission.

Here New Labour is singing to the tune of His Master's Voice, breaking their 2005 election manifesto promise to hold a referendum. But their lies and betrayal was backed up by Euro-boy Clegg and his unforgivable peers who sold their soul to an EU superstate and pushed the hated treaty through parliament.

An ever expanding EU superstate is way past its original 1975 sell-by date. The EU should be about trade not laws imposed from Brussels with over arching powers over foreign and military policy, presided over by a war criminal massaging his ego and bank balance.

In the squalid world of power politics, all roads lead back to Blair. The Orange Party has long believed 'Boney' Blair has been biding his time until the plumb job was up for grabs. EU leaders pick the president and Blair is set to be nominated if the ROI referendum backs the treaty. Born-again Blair at the helm of one of the most powerful posts on the planet is a recipe for disaster.

The one ray of hope is that Blair cannot formally take up the almighty position of master of a new Empire, until all 27 EU countries have ratified. When it comes to Blair, Hague isn't vague, so what will Will have to say?

Mandy's life-long quest to install pal Blair as president of a new EU superstate will draw to a close. Billy-no-mates Brown has outlived his usefulness to the Gang of Four. With Blair's feet under EU top table, will Mandy drop Liability Brown like a ton of bricks after his skullduggery to prop-up Brown and skip off back to Brussels to join him?

Where does that leave Dave's promise of a EU referendum? Was there, as Oborne hinted, a squalid pact brokered between Cameron and Blair - with Cameron doing nothing to damage Blair's EU chances, while Blair agreed not to speak out against Mr Ambition's plan to get into No 10?

So what does Dave have in mind when here, parliament has already ratified the treaty, thanks but no thanks to Euro-boy Clegg? If, as PM, he holds a referendum and the country gives it the thumbs down, then he's bound to get it in the neck from the Euro Club.

New Labour will be lovin' it, painting the Tories as a Party in disarray, divided once again on Europe, with that 'right-wing' bogeyman crawling out of the woodwork.

It's all up for grabs, with Dave earlier wriggling: "If the Germans ratify, if the Poles ratify, if the Czechs ratify, if the Irish vote 'Yes' to the Treaty, then a new set of circumstances apply, and I will address those at the time."

In 2004 Blair gave one of his empty promises that when it came to all things EU it was time to "let the people have the final say". But then he could talk the talk and walk the walk with promises of all things to all men and the sisterhood.

The Orange Party got a tad tired taking pot shots at dead ducks in Brighton. In Manchester, after the Irish vote, Cameron has a chance to deliver real, radical, bold alternatives to the failed policies of a fag-end government and its lame duck leader and prove he's not just an heir to Blair and another slick, snake-oil salesman.

Cameron will have to come out of the closet pretty sharp or the Old Etonian will find it's grim up North.

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