Birthday Blues: Labour’s slide
Today is the one year anniversary of Though Cowards Flinch. It has been made what it is by the main contributors; myself, Jeff and Danny. As the main author of the site, I also feel that an invaluable contribution has been made to my mental well-being and ability to carry on writing articles like I do by the following blogs: Obsolete, Socialist Unity, Splintered Sunrise and Union Futures.
It would be trite to say that a lot has happened in a year. I have come from the dying embers of John McDonnell’s leadership campaign, ignored in favour of the triumphal entry of Gordon Brown within the Great Gates of Kiev. A year later our blog is here to witness the fall and disintegration amidst the atmosphere of the surviving shards of a star gone supernova. When the light and noise have passed, we forgotten socialists will remain, crying into our beer; a lonely sound in the utter darkness.
Higher and higher soar the Conservative Party, placed on 52 percent approval ratings by a recent MORI poll. Far and wide, the frayed and worn materials that make up the liberal intelligentsia finally begin to part company with the Labour Party, after a seventy year run. Whether Sunny Hundal’s recent admission that he isn’t sure a Labour victory would be a good thing, or La Toynbee’s hollow professions of faith in that same victory, the signs are unmistakable. A Change is gonna come.
Day by day, nails are beaten into the coffin with the staccato regularity of an army marching over cobblestones. It doesn’t matter whether it is the theatre of Gordon Brown reduced to the sad act of pimping his own judgment amid the wreckage of the economy, or the shocking site for Labour supporters of these New Labour Anti-Christs attempting to transfigure themselves by donning the clothes of legendary heroes from Labour’s past. I have rarely been more sure that electoral collapse is inevitable.
Yet that will not stop the tramp of sorry feet around the country, over the months to come. The parliamentary candidate of whose campaign I have recently resumed management will speak to church-goers, campaign for the homeless, consult with local business about making the city carbon neutral, energize the local unions, and will pull out all the stops to see if we can’t take Canterbury away from the Tories even at their moment of national triumph.
A week is a long time in politics, so they say, and a year longer still. When the election will be announced I simply don’t know. All the plans laid for a snap campaign to coincide with the May 2009 county elections have been shattered beyond repair. A year from now we may have a Tory government – but a year from now our little corner of the web will be true to socialist form: though cowards flinch or traitors sneer, we’ll keep the red flag flying here.