My name is Hopi Sen. Really.
Escaping a lucrative career in advertising (which ended when I saw a lifetime of Daz adverts stretching before me and resigned in panic) I started work for the Labour party as the Northern region press officer in 2000. After the 2001 election I moved to Party HQ, before becoming the head of campaigns at the Parliamentary Labour Party. I had various stints on by-elections and General Elections- like working as a press officer to the Leader of the party during the 2005 campaign, a job that mostly involved feeding journalists chocolate and offending Quentin Letts.
For six years I was one of those people who are occasionally glimpsed in the background of a photo-op, looking stressed in a cheap suit and in all likelihood sweating profusely. We’re a noble and maligned breed. Now I’ve escaped.
Submitted blogposts
- 1, 2, 3, 4, I declare a class war?
- ResPublica? You’re having a laugh.
- Ben Brogan is a twit.
- Quentin Letts is an odious little sod, but should not be sued for it.
- Cuts! Cuts! Cuts!
- Rules for a happy (if obscure) political life
- A Blairite defence of Gordon Brown
- Selection Controversy
- In praise of patronage.
- What is the British Moment?
Other links
- Hopi Sen
- Hopi Sen, Jo Glanville and Maajid Nawaz, ‘1984: Thoughtcrime’, Orwell Festival 2009