Tories in Manchester...

On tonight's Channel 4 news coverage of the closing day of the Conservative Party conference in Manchester, I just saw Alan Duncan fulminating against a tweeted question about Dave C's homophobic friends in Europe.
Duncan's concentration on the fact that he, as a gay man, doesn't feel threatened was unfortunately typical of Tories – in the upper classes, you've always been able to get away with behaviour outside of bourgeois respectability, because the highest strata of society is always cushioned by its money and privilege, even if it does things that get less affluent people – at best – ostracised and - at worst - kicked to death.
The question had been put online by that nasty little Manc Labour hack Kevin Peel, who was probably thrilled to get a pasting from a Tory on primetime TV. On this occasion, though, I have to acknowledge that he has a point, given the extremely unpleasant nature of the some of the right-wing, racist, homophobic, anti-semitic, misogynistic etc etc etc characters that Cameron's MEPs are hobnobbing with in the European Parliament.
I have to confess that, currently being a cripple with little incentive to head into the city centre this week, Conservative Conference has largely passed me by. I did actually want to go to one of the fringe meetings (quite an embarrassing confession, that) – one on future Tory Middle East policy, run by the Conservative Middle East Council and CAABU, the Council for Arab-British Understanding.
Unfortunately, it was behind the security cordon and therefore I would have had to fork out an eye-popping two hundred quid to get there. Which given that the Tories are trying to insist on their accessibility and relevance seems a little steep. It's also disappointing on CAABU's part. I used to be a member, and I always got the impression that they're rather desperate for members, and their research and other work is quite interesting. But my joining a few years back seemed to coincide with them giving up any attempt to run events outside London, and I am increasingly sick of the capital's assumption that it's the centre of the bloody universe and we should all be heading down there on a regular basis if we want to have any decent cultural, intellectual or political experiences. It is, therefore, a pity that their first non-London event in quite some years was in such a patrician and pricey environment.
So I just got to indulge in a little cheap schadenfreude last Friday at the 'we've still got a few places left...' round-robin from CMEC, apparently trying to drum up a little trade for their event-beyond-the-barricades.
So, as the Tories clear out, Manchester gets ready for a visit from a really, really nasty bunch of dirty little fascists.