I do like a bit of SamCam, however. Posh totty and all that. Plus she’s willing to clean up after her hub: Gordon wouldn’t need to claim expenses for cleaning his flat!

Would you have to vote another poiliticians spouse or would any woman do – for example David Cameron and Cheryl Cole vs Gordon Brown and Sarah Harding ?

Back to p0rn I see…

Why be heteronormative? Gordon and Mandy would make a lovely couple.

What’s wrong with casting your vote moronically though? Obviously, it’s a flippant question but the link below shows a numbnuts at Princeton Uni (Theology dept – natch) advocates people having to pass a test before voting!

http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/scotland/8567086.stm

Also, as I suspect most of you are aware (especially if you’ve been plodding the streets recently) some people absolutely despise ALL politicians, so if they like the gals and that sways their vote then cool I guess.

Well, as I’ve observed on Twitter today ad naseum (sp?) – does this mean that plain, fat, hairy, etc, chicks can’t pair up with politicians in case the electorate doesn’t go for mingers?

Bring back Barbara Bush, my new icon. I used to think she should get a stairmaster and a bucket of henna, but see now that she was making the ultimate feminist statement – old, pudgy and proud. Like her.

…I mean, it really is the living fuckn end, isn’t it – ‘if you don’t love me, perhaps you’ll think about porking my wife.’ Jesus Christ. I’d get out there with a rifle, but I really wouldn’t know which sexist asshole to shoot first.

Going to lie down with a wet cloth on my forehead.

Kate – Are you claming that no woman has ever voted for a male politician based on looks/charisma ? I’m thinking JFK, Clinton, Blair and er Ashdown – all of whom apparently appealed strongly to female voters and not all of whom were fantastic politicians ?

@Matt – I voted for Cathy Ashton because of her charm, grace & sartorial elegance.

‘Kate – Are you claming that no woman has ever voted for a male politician based on looks/charisma ? I’m thinking JFK, Clinton, Blair and er Ashdown – all of whom apparently appealed strongly to female voters and not all of whom were fantastic politicians ?’

I’m betting it’s not *men* who give a shit how a politician’s wife looks. I doubt most of us could pick Sarah Brown out of a lineup, let alone assess her accessorising.

It’s not men’s magazines which publish interviews with politicians’ spouses.

Maybe looks are going to count for less this time, due the the general economic blah blah etc?

The Crunch was the perfect opportunity for all of the main parties (NOT just Labour) to swap leaders. Both Cameron and Clegg are lightweight heirs-to-blair, and not terribly pretty or pert really, and any party deciding to install Someone Serious would have better reflected the public mood.

Who knows, could Brown’s relative age and grimly miserable face lie behind the narrowing poll results? Have Labour been saved by little Milliband’s failure of nerve and bladder?

“Kate – Are you claming that no woman has ever voted for a male politician based on looks/charisma ? I’m thinking JFK, Clinton, Blair and er Ashdown – all of whom apparently appealed strongly to female voters and not all of whom were fantastic politicians ?”

You think Ashdown was a looker…? He’s always had those narrowed little eyes, like he was peering through a letter slot, trying get a load of some yummy mummy changing her shorts…

JFK, Clinton – well, yeah, you’ve probably got me there. Bill Clinton – pwhooaaar. He’d get it. Still.

JFK – good hair, but maybe his eyes were a bit close together…? I wouldn’t have said No to a place in that queue, though.

Tony Blair – nah, voice too high. I like a man whose knackers give a good clang. Always rather liked Charles Kennedy to be honest – bit on the cuddly side, but jolly with it. And pissed all the time, but hey – who isn’t?

What happens in cases like 1970 with two bachelors out of three party leaders – would Marcia have been allocated to one of them?

Talking about ITV news – How come it gets away with being Daily Mail TV? It consists of a frenzy about crime, crime and more crime; a lather about the credit crunch, the fuel price crunch and every other crunch; righteous indignation about how nothing works and so society is in a head long spiral into oblivion; a tale about how nice that nice Mr. Cameron is and a nasty tale about how Gordon Brown is the devil incarnate; a mawkish gawp at tragedy and death; and a ssickphantic story about Andrew Flintoff or Lewis Hamilton.