Celebrations
Apr. 8th, 2013 02:06 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
desperanceMy best friend phoned me up and sang "Ding-dong, the witch is dead" - but that was twenty-three years ago, when Thatcher's own party had just forced her out of office. That was the right time to rejoice, and so we did.
Now? I'm quite relieved to find how meaningless her actual death is to me. I am entirely glad that she's gone, and I apparently find her children so repulsive I can't summon up any decent sympathy on their behalf either, but for the most part I'm just glad for once not to be glued to BBC news coverage, so I don't have to hear the recent leaders of what should have been my own party paying sycophantic tribute in death as they paid sycophantic court in life. [I was going to add some sarky comment here about how anyone would think they hadn't spent the '80s in the working-class north of England, oh wait, of course they didn't - except that one of them actually did, or at least that's where his constituency sat. He saw what I saw, and yet twenty years later there he was hosting her to tea at Downing Street, and... Yeah.]
This morning's real news is that Karen gets to try a new drug for the MS, which comes in pill-form rather than shots, yay! Now that really is worth going out to celebrate. So we did.
Now? I'm quite relieved to find how meaningless her actual death is to me. I am entirely glad that she's gone, and I apparently find her children so repulsive I can't summon up any decent sympathy on their behalf either, but for the most part I'm just glad for once not to be glued to BBC news coverage, so I don't have to hear the recent leaders of what should have been my own party paying sycophantic tribute in death as they paid sycophantic court in life. [I was going to add some sarky comment here about how anyone would think they hadn't spent the '80s in the working-class north of England, oh wait, of course they didn't - except that one of them actually did, or at least that's where his constituency sat. He saw what I saw, and yet twenty years later there he was hosting her to tea at Downing Street, and... Yeah.]
This morning's real news is that Karen gets to try a new drug for the MS, which comes in pill-form rather than shots, yay! Now that really is worth going out to celebrate. So we did.