Crisis
I hate work. I don't know why Labour lost in 1951 (except they didn't, you can thank the electoral system) and had I been there I would have supported them. I don't care how this essay goes, I only want to bash out the minimum words needed to survive. My supervisor can die a horrible and painful death as far as I'm concerned if he objects to this approach, but frankly I think that when it comes to essays I don't want to write, economy is all. (Which in a weird kind of way tallies with the essay given that I think I'm probably supposed, somewhere, to talk about austerity policies.)