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The sharpest thing about Thatcher was her ability to take credit. I remember the film of Maggie at a european photo-op were she barged her way through the crowd to make sure she was front centre. Sums her up for me.
Heath planted the seed for Thatcher's eventual success. She finished what he started and it was Heath's abject failure that not only opened the door for Thatcher but also defined her tactics.
The wets? One nation? Total irrelevances and Thatcher knew that.
:-)
A decent man doing the job as he saw best.
Now when Thatcher eventually pops her stilettoes....
Regardless of what her policies created, I think it's distasteful.
You can't come out with comments like that and then claim the moral high ground.
<sorry Biff!>
I stand by those comments. She created so much misery and division in this country, destroying communities and driving people into depression and suicide that I feel little or no humanity where she is concerned.
I'm not in any way a Thatcherite, I should emphasise.
Have you already tap-danced on alan Clark's grave (if he was buried)? You know the guy who helped sell arms to Indonesia and who didn't "fill his head much with what one group of foreigners does to another"? Or are you selective in who you select thsi treatment for?
I'm in some agreement with this. Although she also modernised some of our institutions and much of our thinking.
Remember that people voted for her, many respected her and she was the leader of a free parliamentary democracy. Wishing her dead because you are on the losing side might be a little distasteful.
(A good show for your kids, however, might be Billy Elliot where I believe there is a song wisdhing her dead...)
Come you masters of war
You that build all the guns
You that build the death planes
You that build the big bombs
You that hide behind walls
You that hide behind desks
I just want you to know
I can see through your masks
You that never done nothin'
But build to destroy
You play with my world
Like it's your little toy
You put a gun in my hand
And you hide from my eyes
And you turn and run farther
When the fast bullets fly
Like Judas of old
You lie and deceive
A world war can be won
You want me to believe
But I see through your eyes
And I see through your brain
Like I see through the water
That runs down my drain
You fasten the triggers
For the others to fire
Then you set back and watch
When the death count gets higher
You hide in your mansion
As young people's blood
Flows out of their bodies
And is buried in the mud
You've thrown the worst fear
That can ever be hurled
Fear to bring children
Into the world
For threatening my baby
Unborn and unnamed
You ain't worth the blood
That runs in your veins
How much do I know
To talk out of turn
You might say that I'm young
You might say I'm unlearned
But there's one thing I know
Though I'm younger than you
Even Jesus would never
Forgive what you do
Let me ask you one question
Is your money that good
Will it buy you forgiveness
Do you think that it could
I think you will find
When your death takes its toll
All the money you made
Will never buy back your soul
And I hope that you die
And your death'll come soon
I will follow your casket
In the pale afternoon
And I'll watch while you're lowered
Down to your deathbed
And I'll stand o'er your grave
'Til I'm sure that you're dead
Any excuse to shoe-horn a bit of Dylan in!
Why use one word when 20 will do eh?
You knew where you were with Thatcher. Unfortunately, most of the time it was without a paddle.
Dylan was the rabbit
He never got to grips with the `I really wanna zig-a-zag yeah' school of lyricism.
Biff - in some cases, yes. A long cherished hate of Nazism has helped keep this continent free from major wars for the last 60 years.
It's not a trait I enjoy where Thatcher is concerned - it's just the way I feel.
Sort of thing a 13-year old would write on the back of a (very large) rough book.
Doom, gloom, whinge, doom, gloom.
(carry on in a similar vein for 38 verses)
LOL!!
Its the way you tell 'em, BR
I haven't really looked into it, but I think it was more about a sense of self-presrvation. And then afterwards a sense of "never again".
Wouldn't say it was hatred.
And in any case, I think it's distorting teh discussion, which in itself was a distortion of Ted Heath's passing (were you scretly longing for it to turn in Thatcher-bashing?)
My point was that it is not healthy for individuals to nurture a hatred long-term, I think it is damaging.