A day in politics is like 1000 years, and a thousand years like a day. Positions can shift, and things can change in the blink of an eye. Politicians often look unruffled by the inherent instability of their occupation, but beneath the surface their little legs are paddling madly, trying to stay afloat in an industry – and I used that word with much consideration – where job security is completely unassured.
One day you’re in with the cool kids, and the next you’re out in the cold. Life would be complete horror for politicians were it not for the fact that there are no permanent enemies in politics. Bridges can be built between any number of varying extremes, and alliances can be formed between the unlikeliest of candidates. To paraphrase Shakespeare, ‘politics acquaints a man with strange bedfellows’, aptly lifted from a play titled, ‘The Tempest’.