Stephen Daisley

A question for Labour's moderates, however we define the term and assuming they are still sizeable enough to merit the plural: Do you want to see Jeremy Corbyn become Prime Minister? Specifically, do you think he possesses the character and temperament of a national leader? Does the prospect of a Corbyn-led Labour government fill you with hope? I'm not asking how you'd feel finally to be rid of this hopeless government, with its prodigious incompetences and petty cruelties. I'm not asking about the Labour Party in your heart but about the one out here, in the world, standing before the voters. That is Jeremy Corbyn's Labour Party and it is the only one on offer. Do you want this Labour Party to come to power? Answering is not easy but your response is important.

'The Scottish Conservatives aspire to lead the next government of Scotland,' proclaims Ruth Davidson in a pamphlet setting out the party's thinking.  Could it really happen? Could the Tories go from wipeout in 1997 to triumph in 2021 – from resisting devolution to effectively running the show in a generation? Too long; didn't read answer? Yes. More complex answer: Yes, if...  Scottish, Conservative, Unionist is a 'Yes, if' document, informed by an understanding that the party cannot sit back and wait for voters to come to it. Muhammad must launch a charm offensive on the mountain. The booklet features contributions from leading lights and rising stars.

The Labour Party brings to mind any number of Yiddish expressions — most of them involving the performance of lavatorial functions — but none more so than the proverb Der mentsh trakht un Got lakht. Man plans and God laughs.  The Almighty’s black humour is surely at work in the resignation of Christine Shawcroft, chair of the Labour Party disputes panel. The woman responsible for rooting out anti-Semitism has been caught defending a council candidate accused of posting Holocaust-denying content on social media. In a leaked internal email, Shawcroft called for Peterborough’s Alan Bull to be reinstated after suspension for 'a Facebook post taken completely out of context and alleged to show anti-Semitism'.

We may be witnessing a #MeToo moment in Labour anti-Semitism. Britain's Jews, so damn accommodating and willing to extend the benefit of the doubt, have finally snapped and said 'enough is enough'. At 5.30pm tonight they will gather in Westminster to protest in the most British way imaginable by handing the Labour Party a strongly-worded letter. The letter calls Jeremy Corbyn a 'figurehead for an anti-Semitic political culture' and says he has repeatedly 'sided with anti-Semites rather than Jews'. If anything, it goes a little easy on him.  The spark was Corbyn's defence of, and dissembling over, an anti-Semitic mural in east London but the frustrations have been building up over time.

The SNP is a coalition that behaves like a megachurch and when the spirit is low, the congregation remembers its schisms. One such departure is defence, because, for all they appear a homogenous rabble of bomb-banners to unsympathetic outsiders, the Scottish Nationalists are quietly but keenly divided on security. The combination of their current political funk and the poisoning of Sergei and Yulia Skripal has forced this into the open.  Nicola Sturgeon's response to the Salisbury incident surprised some of her opponents and appalled some in her party. Her instinct was to tweet in support of Theresa May's statement and package of sanctions, including the expulsion of 23 Russian diplomats.

There's a book I'd like to send to Theresa May: 'Hired: Six Months Undercover in Low-Wage Britain'. The Prime Minister might not be minded to devour a left-wing journalist's charge sheet against Tory Britain but she ought to. James Bloodworth, the author, took a series of zero-hours roles, from Amazon grunt to Uber driver, to see what the 'gig economy' is really like. His account makes for grim but necessary reading and takes us behind the breezy, banterful facade of hipster capitalism, where we find exploitation, cynicism, and a cold, mechanised view of those who do the least rewarding jobs.  Bloodworth's book gives an insight into deindustrialised Britain, depicting how once-proud mining towns and manufacturing hubs are now forced to beg for scraps of unstable drudge work.

Munroe Bergdorf has resigned as Labour's LGBT adviser after just one week in the job. Her appointment looked quite promising until it emerged she had deployed 'butch lezza' as an insult, joked that she'd like to 'gay bash' a TV character, and described gay Tory men as 'a special kind of dickhead'. 'Ever find that sometimes you’re just NOT in the mood for a gay and their flapping arms,' she once mused on Twitter. I'm going to go out on a limb and suggest gay rights advocacy isn't the career for her.  She has quit, citing 'attacks on my character by the conservative right wing press'. Of course, there is no need to attack Bergdorf when you can simply quote her.

There are two competing theories about how the Soviet Union collapsed. One holds that Ronald Reagan's moral leadership against communism and bolstering of US defences weakened Moscow's will and buried them economically. The other contends that Mikhail Gorbachev's domestic reforms and wise diplomacy brought down the Iron Curtain in spite of the cowboy in the White House. We can now add a third hypothesis: Jeremy Corbyn did it. If the claims of a former Czechoslovakian agent are to be believed, the Labour leader was a paid informant for the secret police. That would certainly explain the devastating collapse of state socialism. Even the mighty Warsaw Pact could not have withstood the support of Jeremy Corbyn.

The SNP, you'll be distressed to learn, are having a time of it. The party is embroiled in a deputy leadership contest that could have been designed by their worst enemies. Angus Robertson, who lost his Moray seat last June, has resigned, depriving the party of one of its most formidable and respectable advocates. His departure couldn't have come at a worse moment. The SNP has tried Scots' forbearance for constitutional agitation and now has a reputation for banging on about independence that more justly belongs to Ruth Davidson's Tories. After more than a decade in power, the SNP government shows signs of wear and tear and perhaps some structural damage too.

Say what you like about Nicola Sturgeon but she’s consistent. Every autumn, when she sets out her programme for government, the First Minister makes the same pledge: 'We will make it a priority to improve the educational outcomes of pupils in the most disadvantaged areas of Scotland… a targeted approach to attainment that will help children across Scotland—especially those in our disadvantaged areas.’ — November 2014 'Improving school attainment is arguably the single most important objective in this programme for government. Improving it overall and closing the gap between children in our most and least deprived areas is fundamental to our aim of making Scotland fairer and more prosperous.

There are three people in every conversation about Jeremy Corbyn’s grim past. I have noticed this before but renewed interest in his paid work for Iran's Press TV confirmed it for me. First, there’s the anti-Corbynista, who points out one outrage or another. This might be Corbyn’s ‘friends’ in Hamas and Hezbollah, his inviting a hate preacher to tea on the Commons terrace, or the time he was arrested at a ‘solidarity’ demo for the Brighton bomber. These are well-documented facts and the anti-Corbynista believes, despite melancholy experience, that reason and evidence still have some purchase in current political debate.  He is quickly disabused, again, when the Corbynista interjects.

I don’t know where people get the idea the SNP is intolerant of criticism. Scotland’s most open-minded party has released a new video that appears to be an attack on one of its critics dressed up as a party political broadcast. The video depicts a group of thirtysomethings gathered for a house party. They are Scottish but improbably so, smiling excessively and expressing enthusiasm for life. A couple of latecomers are warned that ‘Davey’ is in the kitchen ‘bangin’ on about politics again’ and soon we are introduced to a cartoonish party bore. Stuffy, bespectacled Davey is the wrong side of 40 but sports a hipster-trad three-piece and Brooklyn-worthy beard in the hope of passing himself off as a millennial.

When is left-wing not left-wing enough? Veteran Labour organiser Ann Black is finding out the hard way. Yesterday morning, she was the respected chair of the disputes panel, the party’s internal disciplinary committee, and responsible for investigating anti-Semitism and other accusations against members. Now, she is the respected former chair, ousted in a Momentum-led coup as the far-left celebrates its majority on the National Executive Committee with a bit of muscle-flexing.  Black is not some Blairite ultra. She was elected on the leftist Grassroots Alliance slate. What changed? Well, some comrades have not been impressed by her handling of suspensions.