“When It Hurts,
It’s Doing You Good.”
Well, I think that’s the motto of
a famous English “public” school. And
we all know that the “public” school system produces many fine inhabitants of
the Palace of Westminster.
It is almost the war-cry of those who are
trying to tell us that Mr. Osborne’s Budget will cure everything from the
British economic crisis to pimples on the belly.
What it will do, of course, is put the
burden of recovery on those who can least afford it: those who have been used for centuries to
provide wealth for the rich at very little cost. Those are they who are factory-fodder in
peace time and gun-fodder in war-time.
Presently, they are being just about kept on the unemployment-shelf for
when things pick up. Then, you will
hear many of them, when working in low-paid jobs, say “Well, at least I’ve got
A friend of mine sent me a comical e-mail
about the situation. He quoted this
verse of an old music-hall song:
“It’s the same the
whole world over:
It’s the poor wot gets
It’s the rich wot gets
Ain’t it all a
claim, is part of the United Kingdom.
We pay our taxes into the Westminster coffers, so that must prove that we
are, indeed, UK citizens.
The first “B” in BBC stands for
“British”. Therefore, one should think
it safe to assume that a station called “BBC Radio Four UK” would be all
inclusive: Scots, Welsh, Northern Irish,
and even people on the Isle of Wight.
On Wednesday, I heard a commentator on
that station talking about the effects of the Budget. Apparently, it will affect “The Midlands and
the North of England” greatly.
Mid-Wales and the North of Scotland were not mentioned. Neither was anywhere except England.
Does this mean that Mother England has
already and without any fanfare or ceremony given independence to all her
satellite nations? And can we in Wales, and other parts of the former
“United” Kingdom, begin to make all our own laws?
The Other Side Of
After my debunking of the “I went into a
shop and they all started speaking Welsh” myth last week, I was really pleased
to meet an Englishman who gave praise to our language and culture.
I was in “The Celtic Twilight Zone”, that
lovely strip of rolling countryside along the Wales-England Border. He was from Kent, and you can’t get much more
English than that.
He told me that he had heard the story of
the non-existent shop and the supposed anti-English use of Welsh several times. And he told me that he waved two imaginary
fingers at the person or persons spreading that lie.
As someone who spends many of his holidays
in Wales, he has met nothing but kindness and welcoming
attitudes wherever he goes in our land.
He is greeted in shops in English and, if there was a conversation going
on in Welsh before he entered, he is pleased to hear them revert to that
language when speaking with each other.
So don’t forget to put two fingers (real
or imaginary) up to any liar who spreads the fable. It is not a rude sign: it is the Welsh sign of victory first used at
the Battle of Agincourt . . .