TONGUE OF THE DAY

by Ross Sharp

I awake this morning, I turn on the news and the first thing I hear …

“Margaret Thatcher has died.”

… and I think, “Billy Bragg will be happy today” …

Billy Bragg via Facebook

“This is not a time for celebration. The death of Margaret Thatcher is nothing more than a salient reminder of how Britain got into the mess that we are in today. Of why ordinary working people are no longer able to earn enough from one job to support a family; of why there is a shortage of decent affordable housing; of why …domestic growth is driven by credit, not by real incomes; of why tax-payers are forced to top up wages; of why a spiteful government seeks to penalise the poor for having an extra bedroom; of why Rupert Murdoch became so powerful; of why cynicism and greed became the hallmarks of our society.

Raising a glass to the death of an infirm old lady changes none of this. The only real antidote to cynicism is activism. Don’t celebrate – organise!”

I watch (briefly), Amanda Vanstone and Graham Richardson on Channel 9’s morning programme, two chattering, bloated puddles of intellectual mediocrity slouching like slugs in fancy dress sing her praises as a G*I*A*N*T, and I think, “Let the hagiography begin” …

And a friend posts on Facebook …

Thatcher on feminism: “I hate feminism. It is a poison.”

Thatcher on Mandela: “He is a terrorist.”

Thatcher on Pinochet: “Welcome.”

More …

Morrissey via Rolling Stone

“Every move she made was charged by negativity; she destroyed the British manufacturing industry, she hated the miners, she hated the arts, she hated the Irish Freedom Fighters and allowed them to die, she hated the English poor and did nothing at all to help them, she hated Greenpeace and environmental protectionists, she was the only European political leader who opposed a ban on the Ivory Trade, she had no wit and no warmth and even her own Cabinet booted her out. She gave the order to blow up The Belgrano even though it was outside of the Malvinas Exclusion Zone – and was sailing AWAY from the islands! When the young Argentinean boys aboard The Belgrano had suffered a most appalling and unjust death, Thatcher gave the thumbs up sign for the British press.”

The musicians who loathed her, and the songs she “inspired” on Slate.

And then this from Glenn Greenwald from The Guardian

“There’s something distinctively creepy – in a Roman sort of way – about this mandated ritual that our political leaders must be heralded and consecrated as saints upon death. This is accomplished by this baseless moral precept that it is gauche or worse to balance the gushing praise for them upon death with valid criticisms. There is absolutely nothing wrong with loathing Margaret Thatcher or any other person with political influence and power based upon perceived bad acts, and that doesn’t change simply because they die. If anything, it becomes more compelling to commemorate those bad acts upon death as the only antidote against a society erecting a false and jingoistically self-serving history.”

Truth. Yes.

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