In the old days it was much much easier. Politicians were only celebrities in America. In the Uk, they were scruffy, mad looking people, often with eyes pointed in different directions and with a chin continually covered in drool. And that was before Thatcher’s gradual lunacy pushed her over the brink into Hawk-Nosed Hitlerite. But now … well now politics is all about image, which is why William Hague will never become Prime Minister. But who will suceed him as leader of the Conservative party? And will his looks (and university sexual misdeeds) carry the day? Only you can decide.