The far right is absolutely rattled by the selection of Hannah Spencer as the Green candidate in the upcoming by-election. You can tell because the abuse has already started. That’s always the giveaway. When they lash out early, it’s because they know something dangerous is happening—dangerous, that is, to them.
Hannah Spencer’s candidacy represents exactly the kind of politics they fear: rooted, authentic, and impossible to caricature without exposing their own emptiness. She’s working class. She’s a plumber. She loves dogs. She’s not a career politician, not a media ghoul, not a think-tank mannequin inflated with billionaire cash. And that alone is enough to make the fash brick it.
That’s why it’s imperative that people who care about democracy, representation, and basic decency get behind her and the Greens loudly, visibly, and relentlessly. Online and offline. This is one of those moments where half-measures won’t do. If you want to help, there are ways to plug in and make that support real.
I’ll be honest: I’ve got my issues with certain things that have happened involving ex-Labour figures. Those concerns don’t magically disappear. But politics isn’t about nursing grievances while the house burns down. There is a clear opportunity here to elect someone who actually reflects the lives of millions of people who are almost entirely absent from Westminster. A working-class MP isn’t a nice add-on. It’s essential.
Working-class representation matters everywhere, but nowhere more than Parliament, where decisions are routinely made about people who have never once been meaningfully represented by people like them. Hannah Spencer would change that, even if only by her presence. And presence matters.
For my part, I’ll be doing what I can to help nudge this over the line. Because make no mistake: billionaires do not want this to happen. Media barons, culture-war grifters, and their political pets are united in their opposition to candidates like Hannah for one simple reason: she can’t be bought, spun, or quietly neutralised. If we stay united, they can’t stop it.
And yes, let’s be honest, there would be an added bonus. Watching Matt Goodwin’s face at the count would be worth the effort alone. The lad is a weapons-grade whopper who’s grown far too comfortable sneering from a platform he’s never earned. A proper humbling might do him and the political culture he represents a world of good.
This is a moment. Let’s not waste it. Unity wins these fights. And this one is absolutely winnable.
