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Finally, the course for tedium was set on rails by the central issue of this election. It's obvious that whether Zac builds his fifty thousand a year, or Sadiq negotiates the release of sub-market rate brownfield land from TfL for capital-markets-financed rent-capped units, it's all going to be laughably inadequate, only apply selectively to a few who meet the criteria, is unlikely to even turn a sod before 2018, and just pissing in the ocean compared to the vast annual influx of young Europeans. The truth universally unacknowledged is that if London wants to grow at its present rate, without colossal central government intervention, we're all just going to have to get used to visiting the Geffrye Museum every time we want to know what a 'lounge' looked like. Nothing distracts voters like moaning about being Generation Rent, and nothing causes that pained melancholic expression to mist up in their eyes quite like housing - a total turn-off to a having a fun campaign.So in future, rather than discussing in depth a range of housing plans that all sum to 'the market?', at their hustings and debates, our prospective mayors should just go through slides of those stories in the Evening Standard about garages in Chelsea that sell for £400,000, or outhouses in Barnes with planning permission to build a swan coop that cost more than the whole of Oldham. One with the most lol-tastic captions wins the round. And by 2020, there'll be plenty more of them to giggle about. Happy voting.
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