I like Macavity: The Mystery Cat. Macavity reminds me of many a politician, being absent from the scene of the crime.
I thought of Macavity in a different way this morning, reading Andrew Rawnsley in the Observer this morning saying:
I hear a different complaint from Conservative campaigners. This is that Mrs May has given them nothing to sell on the doorstep. They report that voters can cite popular offers from Labour while all anyone can recall about the Tory prospectus is the things that they plan to take away from people.
Theresa May's creating a new twist to Macavity's art: she's absent of ideas.
The difficulty for her is that her crime has been rumbled. The manifesto has a cavity in the middle of it but has her name all over it. Can someone so devoid of a plan be prime minister?