t’s a Marcusian unification of opposites thing yet again, I suppose,
The ‘One Dimensional Man’ state of neutered beatitude
That arises from an appearance of liberty and illusion of freedom:
For example, everyone beyond the ‘Mail, UKIP, the Sun and Telegraph
Is at last opposed to institutionalised racism, institutionalised sexism, et al,
But we live in a society with, to coin a phrase,
The worst case of institutionalised deference in the world:
Don’t even think about Etonians deigning to be prime minister,
Don’t even think about the House of Lords,
Don’t even, for just a moment, think about our contemporary monarchy;
Instead, let’s ponder on two historical commemorations,
And what they say about our craven nation.
First Magna Carta and 1215:
A national celebration of a document
Which formalised relations between the monarchy and the barons,
And left the masses where they were before:
One small barefoot step away from serfdom.
Whoo hoo. Bring out the flags.
Next, the jaw dropping hullabaloo surrounding
The burial of you know who –
‘King Richard, may you rest in peace …
Welcome … back to Leicester, now greeted by us with honour and dignity’
(Don’t mention the two and a half million quid it all cost).
Next, the heir to the throne,
Who thinks he should have the right to intervene in the affairs of state
Of a democratically elected government with secret letters -
Letters that should remain secret, his cronies argue,
Otherwise his constitutional impartiality would be tarnished.
If this isn’t an oxymoron, I don’t know what is.
(Don’t mention the 300 million quid.)
Really, the general election is almost a side show.