May 31, 2012 1 Comment
I can’t read the Spectator piece on this topic, written by Andrew Roberts because I’m not on Facebook. Apparently being a Speccie subscriber isn’t good enough. No, I have to sell my soul to Mark Zimmerframe too. I’m not playing that game.
It doesn’t matter though, because I’ve been of the above opinion for some months now.
Politicians have an ‘engagement problem’ with the public. Low election turnouts, lack of trust, cynicism. We think they are liars, thieves, frauds, charlatans, imbeciles, meddlers, bottom feeders and lawyers. Between the MPs we are bestowed with, all those boxes are indeed ticked.
In any case, in their self-awareness-free Westminster bubble, they have, many times over, decided that something must be done to ‘reach out’ to the public and ‘engage’ with the voters. In this case, using Twitter is a thing, and so it should be done.
I’m afraid to inform those MPs who do use twitter that, with vanishingly few exceptions, you are not helping yourselves and you are not helping the voters.
You expose your blinkered tribalism to us all on a daily basis. You run with a claque of immature and highly partisan sycophants, and when the twitter heat is on, you all close ranks and look after your own – even if they’re MPs or hangers-on from a different party. It’s circle-jerk by day and bitching about ‘the other lot’ by night. But there is no ‘other lot’ really is there? I don’t care if you’re Tory, Labour, LibDem or any of the other equally appalling clans. You’re as bad as one another, and your policies are all as poorly thought out and spitefully framed.
The ‘other lot’ is the voting public, as far as you lot are concerned. In so far as that’s true, most of us couldn’t give a shit what you say or think, and wish you’d make an awful lot less noise about it.
Twitter is a social medium. Like a big pub. I don’t want you in my local pub, with your braying arse-lickers. I don’t want you in my Twitter stream. Every time I see an MP’s tweet RTed into my timeline, it’s like a little bit of cat vomit just dribbled out of my screen and onto my desk.
So be a nice Member of Parliament, get back to doing your job, however poorly you choose to do it, and leave us the fuck alone.