By last week's end Labor had finished the business of its annual convention, and delegates wearily shuffled out of London's ugly Central Hall. For two decades Labor's grey old bosses had muddled their Party into a complacent rut. And at this convention, the Party's grey old delegates neither produced a new, popular leader who would battle for the demands of Labor's rank-&-filers, nor did they adopt policies that would win new support to Labor. Labor's convention, in fact, not only assured Britain a coalition government for the war's duration, but forged no new Labor weapons to prevent victory for Winston...
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