The March
Saturday March 26th
Then the tears came: gushing quite unexpectantly and without compromise. I felt myself sob with all the associated chest pains that made me rush to take the tablets. Why?
The march. I was watching it on TV and I was not there. I saw old yins like myself and so many... so many with their flags and banners and hearts. It is the heart that makes you march...and it is mine that let me down today. Oh, how I wanted to be there! Why?
First for my old man. It was the lungs in him that gave out after 35 years shovelling coal and anthracite-that was the wicked one. 35 years in the union and secretary of his branch for most of that time. It was the old NUPE... I keep his union card and take it out and wave it at the f-impotent telly. I can’t quite see the screen just now ---the bloody tears are coming again. When was the last time this happened?
But I stand up and raise my fist as I see the Clydebank boys and wumen go by. All that history marches with them. And I think (and thank) Jimmy Reid.
4.500 police in attendance-they announce. Why? They should be in the march not planning to kettle it.
It is the sense of the pathetic that hurts too. The contradiction of the hopelessness of it all; yet it is all we (sic) have to march for-the hope of better.
I wrote several letters (some published) to the Herald constantly warning of the serious implications of allowing George Osborne to run our economy. He is not a Thatcherite...far worse. She understood the aspiring middleclass as she was one. She was the Daily Mail made flesh. But Osborne is fundamentally different. He is an impassioned extreme market fundamentalist from that Chicago school much beloved by Pinochet. Osborne (not Cameron who is only the PR pitcher) wants to so transform this country in five years that only markets and finance capital will dictate policy, including social policy, health, education, and foreign policy.
Read some of the neo-con or Tea Party blogs out of the States. Their policies find favour with Osborne and a small clique of ultras to whom he listens intently.
The march has to show the (reasonable & rationale) coalition members that they are going in the wrong direction and will lead us into calamitous circumstances. How the hell can we have sustainable growth while cutting £84 Billion from the economy? Unemployment will creep (perhaps jump) to 3 million shortly, requiring more public expenditure...not less. My old man used to say they just don’t know because they have no experience or understanding of the other life-in his terms the life of working people. With 22 millionaires in the cabinet how can they possibly begin to comprehend why these hundreds of thousands are marching?
In my youth I wrote a cultural column for a political paper called Struggle. Here I am close to 40 years later wanting to put on the red (hair) shirt again.
The heart will not let me. So I will sit and watch the box and hope. And wipe these bloody tears.
Thom Cross
Carluke
12:30 Saturday of The March