THE NIGHT I MET THE (RIGHT HONOURABLE) JEREMY CORBYN. STREAM-OF-CONSCIOUSNESS. BY STEVEN BENSON

Wow, I met him,at last, despite my illnesses and limitations, I MET him; his minder got me in the queue for a selfie; and I , briefly, explained my lgbt activist history and wished him luck with his arduous task (against the “moderates”/Blairites; didn’t actually mention them!). I was amazed that one man could get round about 300 people, individually, selfies and all, and listen to their concerns; amazingly, he got his ubiquitous notebook out and made copious notes. What a man. Combined with a fiery (he IS an orator, of the correct, nonpompous, non self-aggrandizing kind) defence of the NHS and plans to tackle homelessness; and some welltimed but ever-so-Jeremy slightly awkward jokes. He was SO relaxed after all the onslaughts from the mainstream media, (and , even more upsettingly, many of his own “colleagues”), often unwilling to accept their new(ish) leader is a social democrat and socialist of a DIFFFERENT genus: a believer in tackling de-industrialization and general disenfranchisement; AND(they are.by NO means, incommensurate with “rust belt” area issues) the fighting endlessly for the rights of women and minorities( a supporter of lgbt rights since the 70s; and the only Labour MP to vote for a Libdem bill, BEFORE Blair’s welcome reforms,for equality for lgbt people). A  very special man; a very statesmanlike man; a very human man; a very winning man; a kind man; a caring man; a principled man. So come out!!!!: I know, from personal experience. there are lots of shy (potential?) Corbyn voters out there. Don’t be bamboozled into silence