Inside the tent

It’s probably better to have him inside the tent pissing out, than outside the tent pissing in.
Lyndon B. Johnson

I’ve always been someone who has preferred to be outside the tent. I have always had a deep-seated suspicion of joining anything. I don’t want to be co-opted – why would anyone want to co-opt me?

So what I’ve just done has taken me by surprise … I’ve joined the Labour Party. I know they’re not perfect, and they never will be, but this election result has booted me up my complacent leftie arse and made me want to get involved in whatever small way I can to make this a fairer country, and to improve the lives of the poorest and the most vulnerable. Labour can do this, even if they will never be as radical as I would like …. in the gap between a Labour government and a Conservative government lies death, misery and waste. If the Conservatives get elected again in 2020 I at least want to be able to look myself in the mirror and know I at least tried to stop it happening, I tried to take small, practical, measurable steps to make this country a fairer, more equal, more hopeful place.

I’ll always call out Labour policies I don’t like. I am not a fan of austerity-lite or their ridiculous position on immigration, that’s never going to change. What has changed is now I want to build and contribute towards policies that I do like, on disabled benefits, on minimum wage, on workplace protection, on human rights, and to get involved in local policies on housing and education that are coming to a boil. So, as of now, I’ll be inside the tent pissing out … want to join me?