Thursday, 29 April 2010

How Beastly the Politicians Are.

Am I the only person who felt that David Cameron was putting out strange subliminal messages about the vast majority of people in this country whom he seemingly mistrusts, resents and fears on tonight’s election debate? For, while he argues that we must get the benefits scroungers back into work, he makes no concessions for the legitimately unemployed. Yes that’s right Cameron they do exist even in the country that you love. These are the millions of young people with degrees who simply cannot find work in their chosen professions or the sections of the workforce made redundant during the recession. And what of this work that each leader speaks? Where are these jobs? Who shall create them when there are impending cuts to be made in the public sector? Cameron conducted himself like a headmaster chastising the naughty boys and girls of Britain for not working hard enough or following the rules. How much could he ever possibly know about the lives of those who live on the margins? I suspect that the majority of people in this country do not choose to be poor. They do not choose to be socially isolated. They do not choose to be made redundant. They do not choose to live vulnerably. This was a country once proud of its welfare state. Whatever happened to ‘love thy neighbour as thyself’?

I think an extract from DH Lawrence is apt, although I fear it comes a little too late ...

How beastly the bourgeois is
Especially the male of the species-

Presentable, eminently presentable-
shall I make you a present of him?

Isn’t he handsome? Isn’t he healthy? Isn’t he a fine specimen?
Doesn’t he look the fresh clean Englishman, outside?
Isn’t it god’s own image? tramping his thirty miles a day
after partridges, or a little rubber ball?
wouldn’t you like to be like that, well off, and quite the thing?

Oh, but wait!
Let him meet a new emotion, let him be faced with another man’s need,
Let him come home to a bit of moral difficulty, let life face him with a new
demand on his understanding
and then watch him go soggy, like a wet meringue.
Watch him turn into a mess, either a fool or a bully.
Just watch the display of him, confronted with a new demand on his intelligence,
a new life-demand.

How beastly the bourgeois is
especially the male of the species-

(How Beastly the Bourgeois Is D H Lawrence, The Norton Anthology of English Literature Vol 2)


  1. Hi,
    Apologies if these meagre sentences don't quite make sense, but lunch break nearly over am rushing...

    Thinking about this post this morning - the headmaster characterisation really fits Cameron. It seemed to me that he was trying to come across as very much on our side, just like a headmaster might in a school assembly, laying on the 'I'm one of you' attitude very thickly, but the auidence don't quite believe him, knowing that for him to be one of us is impossible.

    So much enjoying Cocktails and Feminism, its evolution, honesty, humour, and literary leanings!


  2. Why thank you Dora! Yes the blog has gone literary this week - it seems to reflect my phases and this week its all about the books. Although I am getting into the quotes and brushing the dust off of old uni books. Sometimes its only after the event (uni that is) that you come to appreciate some of the seemingly duller works (i.e. not post-modern novels). Far from it there are many hidden truths, for instance I never thought I'd be quoting D.H. Lawrence on this blog, but there you go. Indeed last night's debate was alarming for many reasons - the transparency of Cameron - how anyone can believe that is anything other than the old tories I'll never know. Still in some ways there is a sadness to Gordon Brown - that's the old humanity kicking in. It is all very much like a Greek tragedy or something ... Have a lovely day at work xxx

  3. I'd never seen that D.H. Lawrence poem before, it's great. It definitely sums up David Cameron and those of his kind.


  4. Yeh its strange I read that poem ages ago and last night after the debate I had this urge to find something that summed him up as a politician. And then it came to me. Never been a great fan of D.H Lawrence, being of feminist tendancies (in case you hadn't noticed!). Still there can be great truth in poetry. I'm beginning to appreciate that. xxx