There was a lot of Twitter admiration last night about how wonderful Ruth Davidson is for admitting to the Sunday Times that she has had depression and mental health issues. How brave she is, apparently, even though every man and his dog is now claiming to have mental health issues, and anyone caught without mental health issues is considered rather passe and working-class.
My thoughts were rather different. They were, why do screwed-up people who can barely cope with their own life so often seek to rule over others? And wouldn’t it be nice to have some normal, or at least some robust, people in charge again? Although after reflection I dropped the ‘again’.
It’s not like she’s the worst politican out there, and I wish her all the best, and I’m glad she’s been sensible enough to rule out ever taking the ‘top job’ (assuming she’s telling the truth). But I’d rather not be dictated to by neurotics and megalomaniacs and various assorted headcases. Someone who struggles to cope with reality isn’t someone I want making the rules.
(Similar points apply to modern journalism.)