It has taken this Euro-election campaign, and the serious doubts I had about the advisability of even voting in it, to make me realise just how very much I dislike every one of the significant voting coalitions knocking around.
I ended up voting for purposes rather more tactical than expressive. Had the Libertarian Party UK not donated these festivities the old two-finger salute, I should have mocked them yesterday in terms like:
People own themselves and their stuff, and then the government nicks everything in the country. Please put us in government!
But considering the alternatives, I should have voted for them anyway, and I should now need considerably less of a scrubbing. Perhaps the Liberal Democrats will now return my favour by coming round and blasting out my manky drains - whilst in Brussels, they can surely pick up some high-pressure jet of other people's liquid assets, approved by all current regulatory standards for the purpose.
The first lesson I am taking away from this experience has been well expressed by Patri Friedman, in his essay Beyond Folk Activism, whose arguments have just received a pretty hard hammering in against my instinctive emotional resistance. I dare say I shall be wrapping my thinking gear around them quite a bit harder, in weeks to come.
And the second lesson is to get back to my yarn-spinning, and keep my mind out of the sewer!