Who Runs What?
We in Wales – in case you haven’t noticed – have our own Assembly Government. It’s comprised of a democratically elected bunch of Members who, we thought when we voted for them, would be running Welsh affairs.
But that now appears to be untrue.
We are still controlled from and by Mother England as the recent news shows. The UK Wasteminster government will be making alterations to our electoral areas. Just like that.
I suppose they justify their taking control of our affairs in two ways. One is that they do not trust the People of Wales to run their own land; the other is “Well – it’s only Wales”.
So – even though Plaid Cymru are plugging the “I” word nowadays – Wasteminster wants to allow only samples of independent thought. Can’t have these pesky Welsh getting ideas above their station, can we?
A friend of this column writes:-
“I was in Aberystwyth on Remembrance Day. As I walked through the town just before eleven o’clock, I saw a group of people assembling for the two minutes silence. Many of them wore British Legion uniforms.
“I asked one of the Legionnaires if the group intended to march up to the town’s War Memorial, which stands outside the main town at Castle Point.
“I was told that, no, there would be no visiting of the War Memorial on Remembrance Day, but that the silence would be held right there in Aber’s main shopping area. However, there was to be a Service of Remembrance at the Memorial on Remembrance Sunday.
“I decided to do things properly and go up to the War Memorial, anyway. When I arrived, I noticed that there were a few people already there. I sat on one of the Castle’s benches to await the eleventh hour of the eleventh day of the eleventh month.
“The number of people there with me had swelled, by the time eleven o’ clock sounded, to about a dozen. Some of them were young people, probably students. We all stood for the silence. It was the perfect spot in which to contemplate war and death and the future: a clear if overcast day, the sweep of Cardigan Bay clear, the mountains of North Wales visible in the distance.
“One wondered what the lads whose names are on Aber’s Memorial thought and felt back in the early twentieth century when they were taken from this lovely, tranquil place to the horrors of the trenches.
“And a thought struck me: we few who were at the proper place at the proper time did not make a fuss over what they were doing – they, at least, were performing their alms in secret’.”
The Sad Side Of The Slump
Yes, I do call it The Slump. This “recession” is as bad as, if not worse than, the 1930s one. And we had a major war at the end of that one.
On Wednesday, Radio Wales “Good Morning” news programme interviewed a man who was genuinely looking for work. He did not want to take State “benefits”, but just to find gainful employment.
He had had many job interviews and seemed to be an articulate man. But, as the months have dragged by, a full-time job has eluded him.
It was a moving interview. And, in some ways, it invoked anger in me.
I trust that Radio Wales will show the other side of the coin by interviewing someone who doesn’t really look for work and who is content to live off the State and watch telly all day.