Blimey. No posts since Friday. Words literally fail me.
UK politics since the 1980s has moved like continental plates. Things happen day by day, building up pressure, until one day a seismic shift occurs. From the Salman Rushdie affair and the promotion of multiculturalism (exemplified by the persecution of Ray Honeyford) to the 7th July bombings was a long journey. Ideas have consequences. But after that day, without apology or explanation, our rulers turned their back on the past, becoming integrationists overnight. Admittedly they didn't quite know what this implied, and there was often, especially in the immediate post-7/7 period, a flavour of appeasement about them.
Some pressures continue, and the seismic shift has yet to occur. Heaven knows I could fill a blog every day with examples of dreadful crimes rewarded with risible sentences, or killers who just happen to have been on early release when they killed. This cannot last - yet it's lasted more than 30 years now. On this morning's BBC Today programme we had one tearful item on poor teenagers being held on remand (Prison Reform Trust) and another on the wonderful successes of a probation service that addressed the needs of its clients ('offenders') with acupuncture and aromatherapy sessions. What kind of earthquake will change that ?
The recent EU/Council elections were such a seismic shift. Now we're back to politics as normal, the drip-drip of stories, the quiet click of the ratchet. Occasionally reporting on this gets a tad depressing. Still, say not the struggle naught availeth.
The next seismic shift will probably be Eastern Europe. Like the poor Russians, they believed that capitalism would usher in a new era of easy living. Not quite as simple as that.
PS - one blogger who's still fighting the fight is the Lone Voice. I don't like his foul language one bit. But you have to admire his fighting spirit.
PPS - one other thing. After what they have done to Nightjack, like LV I am never buying the Times again.
BBC Question Time - Willy Wonga edition
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