In the irony of ironies I read of an exhibition in Leeds, England at the University there. Titled "Student Protest in Leeds, May-June 1968". It recalls "four days of student protest that shook the University". This included a Conservative member of parliament and his wife. He addressed the student union in defending Ian Smith and his white regime in the then Rhodesia.
He was spat on and his wife knocked to the floor. A big poo-bah was the President of the Student Union, Jack Straw.The students closed down the administrative building- until four days later the darlings realised it was the summer holidays just up. Well to the fore was this Jack Straw. Tub thumping and being cheered for his support of a "free" Rhodesia (Zimbabwe). Today this man is titled "Lord Chancellor Secretary of State for Justice". This is the Labour government
How ironic? Meanwhile the former students of 1968,no doubt live in safety and comfort, stuffing their fat faces. Toddling of to the local pub etc.
I daresay Jack Straw sleeps quite well.
It’s funny how it always seems to work, isn’t it? A crowd of fools who happens to scream loudly enough at something gets a complete pass because they “thought” they were doing the right thing. All their intolerance, all their violence, and all their barbarism is over-looked, all buried beneath a clock of guilt and the call of racism.
The results are never really as important as the intentions.
Just as he will in Hades, no doubt.