PETER HITCHENS: How I long for the rowdy mobs, lobbed tomatoes and crackling loud speaker vans from election campaigns of yesteryear
Oh, how I long for some decent heckling and for huge public meetings that go a bit wrong, perhaps even for the occasional well-aimed ripe tomato – though these days the law frowns severely on the throwing even of soft things, so I had better be careful what I say, in case I am arrested … Read more