Laughable it certainly is, Corbyn's message to the people was completely devoid of any cognisance of reality, a metaphorical
cry to man the barricades against the evil entity he is driven to destroy. He typifies the political fanatic, has no empathy
whatsoever, and has/is leading his party to oblivion. The replacement, whenever Labour's ludicrous discussions, meetings,
NEC approvals, and sundry other pointless talking shops have finished and he drags his carcass back to the back benches,
is looking like him in a frock, which will only serve to accelerate the demise.