Sedgefield – Reg Keys got 1 in 10 of the votes in Blair’s own constituency – his speech visibly managed to make Blair look a bit choked.

Labour majority looks to be 66, Stephen Twigg did not take it like a man, Gorgeous fought and won his own intifada against New Labour, Milburn is to go back to his family (Gordon helps back his bags). Labour’s victory came on the back of the smallest winning share of the vote ever recorded.

Guido was surprised at the LibDems poor showing, not a real alternative at all. The Tories failed to break 200 seats, which was the target, so no victory parade for them.

The winner, with 39% of the electorate, was the Nullist party with none-of-the-above.

Guido coming out as a utopian, dreamy anarcho-capitalist has shocked some of my fellow bloggers – many take the “but you’re funny” line. Sure, but I still think the taxman is a thief. The clue was in the hatred for all forms of politicians and goverments guys.

Tom Steinberg (he who does good clever things on the web, with a grant from our taxes) is dismayed that he may have found an anarcho-capitalist’s musings amusing. Tim Ireland thinks its all a wind-up, most just think the Nicolette No Government track is a groovy manifesto.

Another musical message courtesy of Garry Ladd, anarchy is definitely in the house – listen.

Tim Ireland will not be happy, but the front page of The Times has a picture of a baby sporting a blue rosette with Anne Milton’s picture on it. Guido feels guilty about comparing her to Julian Clary, she is the Conservative party candidate in Guildford and has suffered an unjustified level of vitriol.

Guido hopes that Andrew Dismore in Finchley loses his seat, not only does he want more holidays for MPs – as if 13 weeks was not enough – he is also the most expensive MP in London. Not worth wasting another penny on him.

Tony Clarke, the ex-Football hooligan, liar and nasty piece of work will I suspect lose his seat, good bye and good riddance. Farewell to Candy Atherton in Falmouth & Camborne, and hopefully welcome to Ashley Crossley, her interest in his sex life and her attempt to “dig the dirt“ on her gay Tory rival, mark her as deserving to be fired.

Guido feels, like the baby in the picture, tired of it all.

No boring dogma, long tracts or pledges. No movement is without a theme tune, but Guido’s is a funky anti-political Acid Jazz piece. Request the manifesto (3mb) by clicking here.

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