April 24
Burqa bans….more (UKIP) millionaires in parliament (or not)….more bank holidays….energy price caps….the return of the Tory Party's Lynton Crosby led project fear...
Is this an election where gimmicks are sent to distract us from the important issues?
The next parliament will engage in the most difficult and important negotiations Britain has faced. Ever.
Why is nothing being said? These negotiations will determine how much our economy will shrink, whether families will be torn apart, whether millions will fall into poverty, whether millions will have to come back to the UK from comfortable retirement abroad to an NHS shorn of European workers and carers and of funding.
This election will also determine whether the British people are given a veto over the final deal, and an option to reject it.
This is not anti-democratic. If the deal is rejected, the virulent anti-EU brigade will be free to start up their campaigns again, although hopefully a future government might strengthen the requirements around truth and honesty in campaigning.
And what on earth is UKIPs British way of life? Surely Britishness has long been about 'live and let live', and allowing people to be who they wish (within the law). Are we going to have checklists to make sure we've all drunk the requisite 7 pints of lager a night, and then gone home to beat up our partners?
The Tories have hired Lynton Crosby, an Australian, to shape their campaign. Just like 2015, we are seeing his hand immediately behind the warnings of a 'coalition of chaos', a project aimed at making people afraid to vote for anyone but the tory party. This worked so well last time, didn't it? Pound at a 160 year low, a brain drain underway, rising food prices are all the result of this, with worse to come if the country hands Theresa May a blank cheque. Vote for hope. That means anyone but the tories, and preferably someone with a vision. 
But not UKIP, whose candidates are in any case running for the hills, the latest being Arron Banks himself, Mr swamp cleaner, who took one look at Clacton and ran away. What a class act.