JUDITH’S GONE

Political ambition puzzles me. Why people crave to boss others about is beyond my comprehension and utterly alien to my own senses. Nevertheless, it’s a reality.

I exclude those who pursue reform agendas of one sort or another although am still wary of idealogues and obsessives.

I always puzzled as to what motivated Judith given the constant derision. It certainly wasn’t any reform agenda but, seemingly like most, if not all of her colleagues, simply personal ambition.

Nevertheless, despite the constant polling humiliation she boxed on and her ignominious exit revealed how out of touch she’d become.

Raising the trivial incident about Bridges years ago was a suicidal act, plainly lost on her. As the Herald’s Claire Trevitt wrote as soon as it became public, she’d be gone by lunch-time and so she was.

Politicians live in a bubble, only touching base, that is mixing meaningfully with the hoi polloi, during election campaigns. Then it’s back to back-stabbing, plotting and scheming.

Mike Moore in his distinctly unique honesty, summed it up brilliantly when he once said of Parliamentary life, “My political opponents face me, my political enemies sit behind me”.

My God, he was right.

Garrick Tremain’s take on Judith’s demise.