Earlier this month, the world witnessed a group of hockey players from Stirling University chanting sexist songs about miscarriages on camera, while performing Nazi salutes. Other students watched in horror; too afraid to do anything to stop the perpetrators. This is what banter is. It is grossly misogynistic. It is racist. It is hurtful. It is ignorant. It is the vindication that justifies all of these things - all in the name of a harmless joke. And it needs to stop.
This ditched tax, along with the proposed 'fat tax' and 'bedroom tax' will only hit the poor. Those former members of the Bullingdon Club wouldn't notice a hitch in wine prices but the little old lady on a fixed income who likes a sherry before dinner and the dwindling few who pop into the pub on the way home from work would have shouldered this tax.
The Conservative Party Conference this week, as with the other two party conferences, was notable for a supreme lack of passion or insight. It seems that, faced with a world order in flux and a rapidly unravelling economic model, our political leaders really just don't know what to do. I for one would prefer it if they just told us this.