Two years ago Momentum was seen as a threatening shadowy force trying to infiltrate Labour, now it is an integral part of conference with Shadow Cabinet members speaking at its events every day.The degree to which Corbyn’s part of the party has won is also measured in the now willing cooperation of the front bench.No one said it was going to be easy, but it suggests there are those entering the latter stages of grief - “reconstruction” and “acceptance”.here’s almost nothing I’d rather do less of an evening than go to a comedy night.But there were barely 10 this time round." The Progress rally on the Sunday night was once the home of the party’s ruling elite, but as The Independent’s Tom Peck wrote, there was a distant feel to this year’s event.At the event key speakers tried to buoy those who had turned up, but speak to people off the stage and there is still a palpable anger about what has happened to the party, and how it has happened.
The most recent debates about Russia, Qatar and the World Cup rekindled deep-rooted concerns about the legitimacy of bidding and selection processes.Shankly’s successor, Bob Paisley, was regularly seen donning cardigan and slippers as he shuffled along to the paper shop, moving among his people.There’s more substance to these claims than say, the Chelsea fans’ flags stating that Jose Mourinho was “one of us”.The shock and denial has passed, the pain and guilt trudged through. Many have moved on to stage four - depression, reflection and loneliness. There is not anyone who can take us forward,” one figure of the Labour right said."That's not to say there aren't people who are doing good work - there are, but there is just no one to rally around. ” At the suggestion that the former frontbencher and Streatham MP Chuka Umunna could be the person, he wrinkles his nose, “he's not the one, is he”.But they are following the leader now.” Perhaps one of the most awkward moments of this year’s conference was for deputy leader Tom Watson, the man who not long ago asked Corbyn to quit for the good of the party, attempting to lead the conference in a chorus of the Glastonbury classic “Ooooh, Je-re-my Cor-byn,” only for the crowd to largely refuse to join him.