Charlotte Gore comes out of holiday-imposed isolation to give us her take on the Labour leadership election: the candidate with the least personality will win.

James pretty much sums up how I'm feeling currently, and actually manages to write it all down.

No, that's not a typo - and do click through on the link Joe provides to a graph blogged by Ben Goldacre

Mark Thompson pricks a "bloated bladder of lies with the poniard of truth" (Nye Bevan's words, not Mark's!) on the subject of the Forgemasters loan.

Helen Duffet, er, duffs up the tired prejudices of the press. Many newspapers seem to believe that good politician's wives come in only one flavour (also presumably only as wives, not husbands!).

Andrew Reeves highlighting how the Tories are trying to implement a command and control structure regarding social media for their parliamentary candidates. Doesn't that sort of defeat the purpose?

Provocative title, provocative post.

'All across the internet, bourgeois fuckwits are slapping themselves on the back, congratulating their cleverness in outwitting the dundering zombie hordes of X-Factor fans.' Quite.

Wonderful, heartfelt post. Also, despite the counsels of despair, oddly stirring.

I found this post very moving, and it made me want to go and hug my child. You might have a less soppy reaction, but you ought to read it anyway.