Tuesday, 29th Sep, 2009
It’s rarely a bad time to remind ourselves of Sion Simon’s words of wisdom from Labour’s 2007 conference in Bournemouth (unless, of course, we don’t like being reminded of this most odious of Labour MPs), under the auspicious headline ‘We Cannot Be Killed’…
Somewhere in the wads of twenty somethings and thirtywouldbes jamming the chintzy Bournemouth bars long after they’re normally silent lurks the jitterbugging desperation of the Twenties before the Crash, Berlin between the wars, London as Imperial Glory died with its queen. The collective psyche of this group of individuals who’ve never had it so good has rarely been so uncertain. […]
Perhaps the magnitude of the moment we face is too great for us collectively to bear. Shortly there will be an election, in which Labour will increase its majority, and in so doing utterly shatter the glass paradigm of cyclical politics which has contained us for the century since 1906. This ought to herald another decade of strong, confident, consensual Labour government. Which will finally and irrevocably transform the nature of politics and civic life in Britain.
Compare and contrast that to today’s rather excellent post from David Osler saying Labour has ‘lost a generation’:
LISTENING to a group of young people shouting ‘Labour, Labour, Labour; out, out, out’ while marching past Brighton’s conference centre yesterday took me back to when I was the same sort of age. We had a similar chant, you see. But back in the 1980s, the slogan was aimed at Maggie, Maggie, Maggie.
Instantly recognisable was the intensity of the hate on display, which was clearly of the kind that will last a lifetime. My twentysomething animosity to the Conservatives has been enough to secure decades of commitment to the far left, and I don’t doubt that a whole layer of students, young workers and a million or so NEETs in 2009 are in pretty much the same frame of mind about the party of which I am a member.
Two years, it seems can be a very long time in politics.
Is it just me, or have autumn party conferences become as dull as ditchwater?
I organise my working day around these shindigs; so far, the only person I have heard all the way through over the past two weeks is Peter Mandelson. Have I been glamoured?
sigh
ladytizzy
September 29, 2009 at 10:14 pm