Choices, Choices. Where Are The Choices?
by Lord Immaculate
I find myself within the gravitational pull of the frustrating conclusion that since I can’t vote for myself (having suffered a wee cash-flow problem here on the Immaculate estate) I have no suitable candidate whose box to tick on polling day (or any other day).
The No2EU party – a promising left-wing alternative to UKIP – seems to have vanished since the death of Bob Crow, and the TUSC appears to have gone rather vague on opposing the EU’s empire-building. That kind of bottle job will not do for me.
Any yea for No2EU would have been unequivocally anti-federalist in nature, whereas backing UKIP is always dismissed as a protest gesture (and besides, knowing how the dust will settle after the election, giving Nigel the nod would be too much like voting Conservative, which I have never done and never will).
I certainly can’t vote for Labour, Green or the endangered species Lib Dem because we differ on the most fundamental issue of a federal Europe. That leaves me in a void which will be familiar to millions – so many options and so little choice.