Is This All Politics Really Is?

I had an interesting dream last night. I found myself assisting the current Mayor of Tallinn in a rather puerile ridiculing of some of his political opponents. These antics took the form of simply scrawling moustaches, glasses, sideburns etc on photos of the aforementioned, but he didn't have a pen or his pen ran out. My role simply involved finding a new pen with which to continue this visual character assassination, and all I could find was this crappy old broken black biro (I actually do possess one, I broke it yesterday by stepping on it) which I was worried about as not being something sufficient to present to such a pezzonovante. It didn't seem to matter however and after scribbling a bit to get the ink flowing he continued to work on making a picture of the current Prime Minister look like Groucho Marx.
Not very significant, maybe even just childish, but it occured to me, that much of modern politics is little more than this. The UK political landscape in particular, is to my mind simply and endless "you are"..."no, you are".."no, you are" conversation of the type that most of us have left long behind, and perhaps they might just as well resort to defacing pictures, sticking notes saying "kick me" on each others backs or forming a circle and chanting "new kid, new kid" at any neophytes on the political scene. It would save money anyway.