I have often compared Labour voters, up here in the former industrial heartland of England, to a bunch of sheep; but that is, truly, an injustice to the average sheep. Those Labour loyalists will vote for any nonentity, jobsworth or inheritor of a seat (council or Westminster) on the Buggins-turn basis, as long as they tie the Labour rosette around their fat necks, and pledge loyalty to the latest Labour nonentity who gets, or buys, sufficient Union votes to become Labour leader. The Lib-Dims are just as bad; those of a Tory persuasion are not visible, mainly from a self-preservation basis.
I received the first of the innumerable Election leaflets, promising roses, sunny days and everyone will be happy: if only we would vote Labour. And, folks, the worst part of that leaflet is that the sheep will believe it, and accept every word as Gospel!
But I saw yesterday the first really truthful campaign advert of this Election campaign, and although I may not vote for a UKIP candidate as I usually just spoil my vote out of sheer disgust at the choices available: based on the thinking behind this advert, I may well change my mind.