Ignore all the bluster, the Tories will still win

This is the first general election since 1997 where I have not primarily been employed as a journalist, covering the story of the campaign and its participants. Of course, I’ve still been writing about it, but from a certain distance. I miss some of the peculiar entertainments of the political circus, and some of the freaks and wild animals that provide those entertainments. But by and large, it’s rather nice to be watching things from a little way off.

Especially because that distance allows me to say things like this: a lot of journalists, and a lot of politicians (especially Conservative ones) have gone stark raving mad and are talking gibberish about this election.

I know why, of course. Campaigns create madness. The days are longer and the pressure greater. This is a Big Story, one of the biggest. Yet there is no story. Campaigns are boring, sinfully dull. Yet if nature abhors a vacuum, journalism absolutely fricking loathes one, and simply cannot permit one to exist.