LONDON LETTER JULY 2015: NOT WITH A BANG BUT A WHIMPER

Not since the summer of 1980 has the triumphalism of the forces of reaction been so great. In an orgy of petty spite, cruelty, vindictiveness and vicious class war, the government has turned on children and the young, the BBC, the Trade Union movement and its links with the Labour Party. It assaults Freedom of Information [FOI], and human rights legislation, and, with its obsession with ‘English Votes for English Laws’ the very union itself. For sheer reckless vandalism, bad faith and malign intention it manages to even outdo Norman Tebbit at his most toxic.

In the face of this threat the Labour Party seems determined to commit suicide by electing the Trotskyite fellow traveller and friend of clerical fascists, Jeremy Corbyn. A man who, if he had had his way and prevented US intervention against ISIS, would have seen Kobane occupied now by Daesh. Who supported Milosevic and thought Bosnia was about Western Intervention, and who believes that NATO not Putin is the greatest threat to world peace. Who opposes the fascism of the BNP but is happy to shake hands and call anti-Semites and those that consider homosexuality a capital offence, ‘friends.’ This should render him unfit to be a member of the Labour Party, let alone standing to be its elected leader. Yet this is the man seen as the saviour of the party, a man who has not had a new idea since 1981.
Corbyn with Friends
From left George Galloway MP, Jeremy Corbyn MP,
Kate Hudson, Lindsey German, Betty Hunter, Tony Benn 
If Corbyn does win he will be the first leader of the Labour Party elected by members of the Conservative Party and the Socialist Workers party. Lindsay German and Toby Young[1] joining hands to sing the Red Flag. This is how a great party ends, not with a bang but with the sound of air escaping from a deflating balloon.
Corbyn in Hamas Scarf

To a degree, my age now protects me from the worst. It is the young emerging into a world in which social democracy, which gave so much opportunity to so many in the post war period, is slowly being strangled. The lights are being turned off on the post war European settlement and a retreat into the fantasy world spun by the Trotskyist hard left will only speed up the process.

 The picture of the queen aged seven being encouraged by her dodgy uncle into giving a Nazi salute has caused a great furore and considerable rancour. The ‘palace’ is said to be incandescent at the picture being reproduced on the front page of the Sun newspaper. Now it would take someone wholly devoid of common sense and indeed moral compass to believe that this picture in some way impugns the young Liz Windsor, what it does do of course is impugn the dodgy Duke of Windsor and, more significantly Elizabeth’s mother.
The Dukes flirtation with the Nazi’s has long been a matter of record, as indeed has been that of the aristocratic milieu in which he moved. The Cliveden set, Rothermere, Lord Londonderry, and an alphabet soup of aristocratic luminaries, have become notorious. The Queen Mother however has largely escaped serious scrutiny.
To be clear the Queen Mother was no Nazi, though she approved of the way Hitler had brought ‘order’[2] to Germany. No, the woman who was rancid with unpleasant views[3], full of malice, who hated Wallis Simpson and despised the Duke of Windsor to the very end of her life, was a staunch appeaser. Never mind the Czechs, she would have happily thrown anybody under the bus to appease Hitler’s appetite. Indeed her enthusiasm for the policy was such that she crossed the line into party politics, inviting Chamberlain to use Buckingham palace as a platform to parade his ‘success’ in the Munich agreement.  As Francis Wheen points out, ‘John Grigg once described this photo opportunity, which took place before Parliament could debate or vote on the Munich agreement, as "the most unconstitutional act by a British sovereign in the present century".’
Chamberlain on the Balcony
of Buckingham Palace
Her husband George VI went further and, ignoring foreign office advice, on his own initiative briefed the Duke of Kent, who then launched an attempt by the King of England to conduct foreign policy and dissuade the Germans from war. This was at complete odds with the role of a constitutional monarch. But to keep Britain out of the war the Monarchy was prepared to flout the constitution.
All long ago of course, and didn’t we know about Edward already?  Only how much we know, not only about Edward but about the Queen Mother and other members of the royal family is still firmly under the control of the Windsor’s. They want to keep it that way. That is why they were so furious with The Sun. Whether as citizens we should be content with this state of affairs is altogether another matter.



Ominous signs on Portobello Road, a growing number of shops ‘to-let’ remaining vacant. Over the road two houses, six flats, once low rent, now all vacant, presumably awaiting refurbishment.  Their future, probably some Oligarch laundering his cash, a buy to let landlord? Certainly their days as property that local people on average earnings could occupy are gone. This is how a city dies, by a hundred thousand cuts.  

I am currently reading F Scott Fitzgerald, The Beautiful and the Damned, as well as a collection of short stories. Aside from Gatsby this is my first experience of Fitzgerald. His low opinion of the poor and marginalised he does not hide. I also detect a streak of anti-Semitism. He does though capture a powerful essence, the smell of an age long gone, both its glamour and squalor.

To Shropshire tomorrow to escape the sticky city. Taking Fitzgerald with me on Kindle. I am a convert.

AT July 2015



[1] Incidentally the Daily Telegraph’s campaign to encourage people to join the party on false pretences to elect the unelectable Corbyn, seeking to subvert the democratic process, is surely a very great scandal. Can you imagine the fuss if it had been a Trade Union or far left outfit adopting such tactics?
[2] It has always been curious to me that Germany, post Hitler’s ascension to the Chancellorship, a society in which you could find yourself in a concentration camp on a whim, where Brownshirt thugs beat up anyone they didn’t  like the look of, and the rule of law no longer operated is described as one in which order was restored.
[3] She apparently adored President PW Botha, when he governed Apartheid South Africa, and thought that it was “awful how the BBC and media misrepresent everything that Botha is trying to do". http://www.theguardian.com/uk/2000/jul/19/queenmother.comment?CMP=share_btn_tw

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