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Thatcher is remembered as The Iron Lady only because she possessed completely negative traits such as persistent stubbornness and a determined refusal to listen to others.
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.
Iron? No. Barbaric? Yes. She hated feminists even though it was largely due to the progression of the women's movement that the British people allowed themselves to accept that a prime minister could actually be female. But because of Thatcher, there will never again be another woman in power in British politics, and rather than opening that particular door for other women, she closed it.
Thatcher will only be fondly remembered by sentimentalists who did not suffer under her leadership, but the majority of British working people have forgotten her already, and the people of Argentina will be celebrating her death. As a matter of recorded fact, Thatcher was a terror without an atom of humanity.
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Solitude's "So long": That's a good one! Iron Lady-Rust in Peace! Love it.
However, (please note that what follows assumes that one subscribes to the 'official'/ 'western' / 'Christian' heaven/hell version),*
Well, neither peace nor rust will be involved. Indeed, it's hard to sleep whilst burning.
But why, you ask? "Because rust never sleeps." (Or so it is said.) . . .
"But does it dream?*
R.C.
* I still LOVE The Simpsons' show where Bart Simpson has a fatal car v. skateboarder acccident - and is surprised to find himself on an escalator to heaven. He looks down, can see all of Springfield, then more and more land.
On the side of the escalator are signs: "No spitting from escalator" (i.e., the escalator to Heaven.) But (like me) Poor Bart couldn't resist and spits and watches it fall . . and then, the escalator slants its stairs into a giant slide to Hell, for that single spitting put him, for all eternity in damnation. Hilarious.
Even more funny - granted, a dark humor - is how even otherwise intelligent and competent souls will - and do - buy into that exact same mentality.
RC
* A friend, J., said JUST THAT to me other day, and I thought it was an instant classic, a la Stephen Wright, (or, perhaps, Carlin.) And yet I believe him when he said that "no, he'd not - at least consciously - ever heard it before."
Online research revealed nada, so there it is. Whatever. Any prior useages any are aware of?
RC






What people are forgetting is: most of the stuff generally recognised as "great" to come out of post-war Britain occurred during the creative hot-house years of the socialist Wilson governments of the 1960s, achievements Margaret Thatcher hated and set out to destroy. If anything any good came out of the 1980's at all, it was despite Margaret Thatcher not because.of her.