Cameron's Commitment

I begin to wonder if we are a nation of demanding, self absorbed, children. I'm undecided whether I think Cameron is a good, bad or indifferent Prime Minister. That isn't the point. Why should we expect a politician to be omnipotent & never make mistakes? At least he has had the guts to admit when he was wrong, which is a refreshing change. How dare we expect that he should have no life outside his role as Prime Minister? Doesn't the fact that he wants to spend time with his family make him a better man & politician?

Not only are our expectations infantile, we are also hypocrites. Do we really expect a politician to be any less human and fallible than we are? Yes, he has advisors, probably more than anyone would want, giving all sides of any question. Yes, hopefully they have a multitude of specialist skills and experience. But, at the end of the day he alone has to make very difficult decisions. He has a huge burden of responsibility & I credit him with the intelligence to realise that.

None of us, except people who have been Prime Minister, can really know the weight that is on his shoulders. Frankly I'm surprised he isn't knackered from sleepless nights. He deserves a bit of understanding & support. He doesn't deserve the vitriolic, back stabbing of his own colleagues. Nadine Dorries grabbed the headlines with her comments, but what do her glib words say about her?

Cameron is wealthy & privileged. But so were many philanthropists who have benefitted our society immensely. It didn't stop them & doesn't stop him from being able to understand at some level the problems faced by those less fortunate & try to do something about them. I've had a good education & a professional career. It doesn't stop me caring about the many people in our society who are disposessed & marginalised.

We, the people, the press, & the media should look to ourselves & our own behaviour before we slag off some unfortunate person in the public eye. It smacks of a 21st Century version of Roman gladitatorial contests. The masses baying for blood. How unappealing is that image?