In Praise of Dan Hodges

It is important to praise Dan Hodges. He should be nurtured and honoured and bathed with tender affection by the right. Hug him close my friends, otherwise there’s a risk the left might start to listen to him. Since they would be wise to do so he should be cultivated by Tories so much the better to discredit his perfectly sensible analysis of Labour’s troubles. His latest post for Labour Uncut is a splendid thing indeed.

Tearing in to Blue Labour, Purple Labour and all the rest* of it he concludes:

But where in God’s name are the politicians? Where, more to the point, is the leader of the Labour party? For the moment it looks as if every crank, conjuror and snake oil salesman in Westminster is beating a path to his door, peddling their own pet theory about what should be filling that infamously blank piece of paper.

Blue Labour. Purple Labour.