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11 March 2014
Two thoughts on Bob Crow (RIP).
I shared perhaps only one or two of the many political stances of Bob Crow, who has died at 52, but, boy, did he show what a union could do if it stays focused on a sector and on the radical concept of promoting members' needs. While the rest of the union movement has been cannibalising itself into super-unions, the three covering rail - Crow's RMT, plus ASLEF and TSSA - have resisted the temptation and appear to be all the more effective for it. Pay and conditions for tube workers are the envy of the majority of those they transport every day. And good luck to them. Their General Secretary certainly understood the 'conservatory principle'.
In addition, RMT provoked its own disaffiliation from the Labour Party in 2004. Now I'm proud of the union link and would hope that at some point the rail, maritime and transport workers will be reaffiliated to Labour in the new system. But that's 10 years now of RMT members and officers not fannying about at GCs, AGMs and selection processes and, perhaps, finding better things to do. I wonder whether a union's priorities can get skewed. For if it's a choice between a union that gets above inflation pay deals for its members but is out of direct party politics, or one that has, say, a major employer close on its watch while its local officers are perhaps a little distracted by (ahem) helping to select the next Labour Party PPC...well, I'll take the former, thanks. Like I say, focusing and prioritising matter and Crow was good at both.
My second point though is that, while admiring what he achieved in the present, he never really seemed to address the future. Today's £50/60k-plus and the rest is great for tube drivers in their fifties and sixties who will continue to work in that role until retirement. But in 10 years' time the job of Tube Driver won't exist anymore. Meanwhile, public transport commuting won't be as necessary (home and remote working, flexible hours, personal hover-boards*, etc). So the rather blunt tool of striking to shut down the Underground for a day or two won't be as effective in negotiating on behalf of a dwindling membership. The RMT knows that this is the way of things. Look at what containerisation and GPS has done to those under the 'M' part of their name.
Like nearly all industries and professions, mass transit systems will eventually move from high numbers of semi- or un-skilled workers to low numbers of skilled workers. And overall, this is good. But what we want for workers in the transition is re-skilling, so they can adapt to the changes within their sector or transfer into new ones. Crow and the RMT were defensive on this, rather than seeing the opportunities.
But at least he, and under him the union he shaped, were not afraid of their members' aspirations in the here and now. And as of today, I bet there's a few members of the choir invisible measuring up for a new conservatory and eagerly awaiting Mr Crow's representation.
(*Shut up. A boy can dream).
A conservatory, yesterday. |
In addition, RMT provoked its own disaffiliation from the Labour Party in 2004. Now I'm proud of the union link and would hope that at some point the rail, maritime and transport workers will be reaffiliated to Labour in the new system. But that's 10 years now of RMT members and officers not fannying about at GCs, AGMs and selection processes and, perhaps, finding better things to do. I wonder whether a union's priorities can get skewed. For if it's a choice between a union that gets above inflation pay deals for its members but is out of direct party politics, or one that has, say, a major employer close on its watch while its local officers are perhaps a little distracted by (ahem) helping to select the next Labour Party PPC...well, I'll take the former, thanks. Like I say, focusing and prioritising matter and Crow was good at both.
My second point though is that, while admiring what he achieved in the present, he never really seemed to address the future. Today's £50/60k-plus and the rest is great for tube drivers in their fifties and sixties who will continue to work in that role until retirement. But in 10 years' time the job of Tube Driver won't exist anymore. Meanwhile, public transport commuting won't be as necessary (home and remote working, flexible hours, personal hover-boards*, etc). So the rather blunt tool of striking to shut down the Underground for a day or two won't be as effective in negotiating on behalf of a dwindling membership. The RMT knows that this is the way of things. Look at what containerisation and GPS has done to those under the 'M' part of their name.
Like nearly all industries and professions, mass transit systems will eventually move from high numbers of semi- or un-skilled workers to low numbers of skilled workers. And overall, this is good. But what we want for workers in the transition is re-skilling, so they can adapt to the changes within their sector or transfer into new ones. Crow and the RMT were defensive on this, rather than seeing the opportunities.
But at least he, and under him the union he shaped, were not afraid of their members' aspirations in the here and now. And as of today, I bet there's a few members of the choir invisible measuring up for a new conservatory and eagerly awaiting Mr Crow's representation.
(*Shut up. A boy can dream).
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06 November 2013
On Remembrance and Reminding.
As sure as Remembrance Sunday falls on the second Sunday
of November each year, you can also set your calendars to the Pretend Left in the
fortnight beforehand indulging in their conspicuous bouts of Remembrance
rejection.
I do not, as it happens, jump quickly to criticise those
who actively avoid marking the days designed to respect our war dead.
Remembrance can be complex and for those genuinely conflicted, I can accept,
while not agreeing with them, when, having thought about it, they come down on
the side of making a personal choice not to participate.
What must be challenged however is the way in which
certain individuals and groups misrepresent acts of Remembrance in order to
promote their particular and fringe interpretations of the world. For them, the
whole Remembrance gig is an inauthentic imposition upon an ignorant, misled
proletariat. It is a façade behind which the ruling classes hide their
culpability for war while harvesting undeserved support for waging it and
continuing their socio-economic oppression. This year and last, such approaches
have been best illustrated by the student politicians of the
soon-to-be-abolished (oh, the irony) University of London Union.
It is forgotten now, after 12 years of fatalities and
casualties in Iraq and Afghanistan, that in the mid-90s, Remembrance in this
country had fallen somewhat into disrepair. The Sunday was still an event, but
the two minute silence on the 11th itself was not widely marked and you could
get away with appearing on TV without a poppy in your lapel. Football matches
on the Remembrance weekend just kicked off, with no silence observed
beforehand.
It was popular recognition of this fading of tradition
that led to it being taken more seriously again. I think it was 1996 that saw
the 11 November at 11 am silence return to a greater prominence. I remember
because I was working in a high profile politician’s office at the time and we
were convinced the Daily Mail was going to call during it to see if we would be
disrespectful enough to answer.
This re-invigoration of Remembrance was not imposed by an
elite or exploited to justify or sanitise ongoing wars (it was a relatively
peaceful, post-Cold War, pre-9/11 age, after all). It happened because the
people wanted it. This should be obvious to all those who criticise Remembrance
today.
Let us imagine that history had left us war-free until
last year and that Remembrance had never been necessary. Then a conflict
emerged to which we sent troops. 12 months on, would not local communities want
to commemorate those local men and women who had died? Would not the nation as
a whole expect national commemoration? Surely we would expect, nay demand, that
our nation’s leaders also attend and pay their respects. In short, we would end
up with Remembrance traditions pretty much exactly the same as we have now.
Ultimately, this is the problem with contempt expressed
for Remembrance: it is also contempt expressed for the millions who organise
and attend the services and wear the poppies. Each one may do so for various
reasons. None do so to show support for those who made the decisions to go to
war. None of them are there as some sort of reinforcer of the class system. In
fact, it is quite the opposite.
For those who have served or fought,
or have lost friends and family who have, or who simply want to
acknowledge the sacrifice in a dignified and meaningful way, Remembrance is
ours. Military, civilian, affected directly, or not. And, as such, it is good
that we do so alongside the 'ruling class' or whatever you want to call them.
It is about Remembrance, after all (clue's in the name, eh?). And that is
inextricably linked to Reminding, as well. Reminding those political, civic,
institutional and military leaders that war is, yes, in the end, about the men
and women, sons and daughters, flesh and blood that get sent to fight it. It is
good and civilised, therefore, that politicians get to parade and lay wreaths
not so much alongside citizens, soldiers, veterans and the media at these
services, but surrounded by them. They absolutely should lay wreaths and we
should be able to see the look in their eyes as they do it.
In amongst the
commemoration of the heroism and sacrifice, and the pride, there is, then, a
strong element of defiance and chastening of our leaders. Sure, it is not as
obvious as a demonstration or a riot or a rally or a fringe meeting or a
conference or a pamphlet or a blogpost. But it is there. And most of us have
the intellectual ability to attend Remembrance services in both those spirits.
If you do not have that capacity, then perhaps it is time you took a closer
look.
This year I will be in a place more appropriate than
most, thanks to my work. My second Remembrance Sunday there. And for the first,
I was in uniform myself.
But for most Remembrance Sundays of the last 10 years, I
have been deeply honoured to march with my army cadets (I was an adult
instructor in the ACF until last month) from a unit bang in the middle of
Holloway, North London, one of the poorest wards in the country. The kids
involved do not need any lectures from the left on the challenges of economic
inequality (nor from the right, for that matter, on the importance of
individual responsibility).
Those parades to Islington Green count as some of the
proudest moments of my life. After the
service at the war memorial there, the march back up to Highbury Corner goes
via a particular backstreet that always has a handful of veterans, pristine in
their blazers and berets, waiting to salute the parade. When the salute is
returned, it is a simple but special moment. One generation saying to another,
thank you for what you did. And that generation, in turn, saying thank you for
remembering.
The rest of those days are spent at the MOTH (Memorable Order of Tin Hats) ‘Shellhole’ in Hackney. Young and old, military and
civilian. The drinks flowing, the buffet table collapsing, and the cadets
taking the veterans for a dance or two. It is touching, dignified, melancholy
and, even with the likes of me present, deeply working-class.
One year, a veteran called Billy, who died a few months
later, took me around the small collection of memorabilia housed in a room
upstairs. With his old headdress sat proudly upon his head, he seethed over the
recent abolition of his former regiment, a political decision, about which his
views left little room for deference to or sanitising of our leaders. Like most
of those who have served, Billy had a healthy cynicism of those who make the
decisions about what the military does and even healthier respect for those,
especially his comrades, who have had to carry them out. Inspiring and utterly
typical.
Of course, if the various trotskyists and more immature
members of my own Party who criticise Remembrance ever deigned to actually lower
themselves into the communities they claim to care about – and to enjoy these
moments of social solidarity which they say are so important and so missing
from our modern lives – then they would recognise all this. Though I doubt they
could understand it.
Which is fine. No one needs your understanding here. If
you are too monotone yourself to appreciate the complexities of Remembrance, so
be it. If all you see when you look out over a Remembrance service is the
simple masses bowing and scraping unthinkingly to our rulers, well OK. Best you
stay in bed, after all, this Sunday with the curtains drawn, and dream of your
student union resolutions and of leading revolutions. But please be assured
that you are not avoiding it all for the benefit of the ordinary men, women and
children of this country who do take part. When you choose not to Remember with
them, at least do them the honour of remembering that.
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05 September 2013
Wayne Madsen analyses the Syria conflict.
Back in June, The Guardian/Observer published a front-page story based on quotes from former US naval officer and NSA employee, Wayne Madsen. The wave of publicity generated by the paper's publishing of Edward Snowden's revelations about the NSA's electronic espionage activity was still cresting. The new 'evidence' from Madsen, naming six European countries as having secret deals with the US to hand over information to the NSA when requested, would certainly have let them ride that wave for a little longer.
Except that within seconds of the story going live on their website, the interwebz lit up with a mixture of indignation and derision that a serious (ahem) publication could so unquestioningly carry the claims of someone who, a quick Google search would have revealed, is a paranoid, 9/11 truther, anti-Obama fanatic, 'Zionism'-obsessed, conspiracy theorist.
In short, simply not sane or reliable enough to have a contribution to the letter's page published, let alone dominate the front page. The Guardian/Observer quickly took down the website story. But it was alas too late for the print edition.
Now Madsen has given us the benefit of his thoughts on US involvement in the Syria conflict. This is a screenshot from his site taken tonight:
The heading of the otherwise paywalled column is:
Obama's "Rosh Hashana War". Obama's war on Syria is made out of whole cloth from a talit prayer shawl.
Now what could he possibly mean by that?
28 June 2013
Sci-Fi Noir Pedantry Fun With The Guardian
I've often pondered the possibilities of devising a Voight Kampff test for the Pretend Left. You could ask a question such as "Do you want to ban things you don't like?" or "Have you checked your privilege today?". If the subject's pupils start dilating with excitement at the suggestion of banning something and their muscles twitch in disgust at their shame in not being as pure of class, ethnicity, gender or sexuality as they would like, then what you have is not a genuine, principled liberal but a sort of lefty Replicant that doesn't even realise that they're not what they think they are.
If you're still not sure, you could start burning a copy of that day's Guardian in front of them and see if they have a heart attack.
In the meantime, I've got another Blade Runner-related reason to frazzle the 'left''s favourite newspaper: one of its star columnists has gone and got the whole plot wrong.
Zoe Williams, in an article about mitochondrial transfer (or introducing a third donor's genetic material to IVF treatment) asks "are three-parent babies the first step towards a Blade Runner future?":
is it defensible to make alterations at a genetic level whose impact on future children we simply don't know? Is there any fundamental difference between screening out diseases and screening out undesirable traits? The spectre is sometimes conjured of a Blade Runner future, in which the rich can modify their foetuses to perfection while the poor have to take what nature throws at them. I personally am of the view that, if we do end up in Blade Runner, genetic modification will be one of our lesser problems, but that doesn't mean it's not worth thinking about.
The creations that everyone's worried about in Blade Runner are not genetically screened to weed out any supposed imperfections. They are replicants: bioengineered robots which have been genetically engineered but not genetically selected or modified. There's no breeding, foetal modification or rich/poor differentiation at all.
is it defensible to make alterations at a genetic level whose impact on future children we simply don't know? Is there any fundamental difference between screening out diseases and screening out undesirable traits? The spectre is sometimes conjured of a Blade Runner future, in which the rich can modify their foetuses to perfection while the poor have to take what nature throws at them. I personally am of the view that, if we do end up in Blade Runner, genetic modification will be one of our lesser problems, but that doesn't mean it's not worth thinking about.
A replicant, yesterday.
The creations that everyone's worried about in Blade Runner are not genetically screened to weed out any supposed imperfections. They are replicants: bioengineered robots which have been genetically engineered but not genetically selected or modified. There's no breeding, foetal modification or rich/poor differentiation at all.
If only there was some sort of well-known, freely available, easily accessible database of films and their plots that hard-pressed, deadline-pressured journalists on a quality, digitally advanced publication could use when they're trying to seem all popular culture relevant and classic movie savvy. What? Oh.
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