20_june_2015A letter a day to number 10. No 1,123

Saturday 20 June 2015.

Dear Mr Cameron,

I read your Tweet today, “ISIL is one of the biggest threats our world has faced. We need to confront extremism in all its forms, violent and non-violent.”

I am sure many people will be wrapping up their embarrassing gongs and paraphernalia from those two mini fracas in 1914/18 and 1939/45 and putting them in a drawer somewhere so as not to be shamed for what they and their brothers in arms thought were pretty serious global conflicts and not much of either of them non-violent.

Of course they won’t, no matter your fatuous assertions.

Have you no shame at all? You dishonour those who made the ultimate sacrifice and also those who came back from WWII to work and build our great NHS and social housing that you are so busily dismantling.

What can you or I know of the enormity of their sacrifice? At 64 I may have been born into poverty for which, despite your best efforts, I feel no shame, nor ever will, nor countenance shame for all those you currently vilify and despise, but I was born into peace. I wonder what would have happened to the life of privilege you so take for granted if our streets had resounded to the brutal march of Jackboots. Perhaps you might have found yourself protected by familial advantage and position, but millions would not have.

The deceit and conceit of politics today is an insult to the past. The greed and relentless lies and propaganda, the deliberate erosion of our hard own liberties and freedoms from within. The dismantling of all that really made Britain great, our revolutionary social care and health system, is a national betrayal that beggars belief from a government that laughs and jeers at the poor.

My Aunt used to visit junior schools to talk about her wartime experiences and to show the children such things as a gas mask and ration book. On her last school talk before she died one lad asked her, ‘Did we win Miss?’ In 2015, that’s a very good question I’d say Mr Cameron.