IN PRAISE OF LOST CAUSES
The Cabinet
The bootlicking incompetents at today’s top table might look better tomorrow, argues Tim Bale
The idea that the Cabinet is chockfull of brain-dead non-entities is a charge levelled with increasing frequency of late. But it is nothing new— anyone of a certain age can remember a 1980s Spitting Image sketch. Margaret Thatcher is dining out with her colleagues and orders steak, wherein the waitress asks “What about the vegetables?” and she replies, “Oh, they’ll have the same as me.”