“I have lived my entire life in war.
“My childhood was spent under the stairs, in the second world war and we survived until a U bomb destroyed our house.
These days that would be called a drone of course and approved of… with somebody steering it remote control from a basement, that’s all o.k. it seems.
“After the war when Winston Churchill called the Labour Party fascists for wanting to create the NHS and build a new society for everyone… for everyone who had fought and died, for their families to have a new future, one that hadn’t existed before…
“Churchill called us fascists.
“Then after that from Suez, through every war since, with America, against anyone who stood in our way we have come to the Oil Wars. That’s what these will be called through the eyes of History, a planet killing each other over oil.
“Why are we doing it again? There is no case, no exit plan, no ground troops, no defined allied agreement, no defined allies, no attempt to shut off the money supply nor to stop trading arms with their greatest suppliers of weapons and money.
“We have no voice to stop this now, we have emailed and questioned and we are ignored. There is no democracy when the media have the loudest voice and all others are drowned out. There is no justice.
“They are cheering and laughing the Tories, warmongering for greed and cheap political gain. They have never changed.
“Churchill called us Fascists for wanting healthcare and homes.
“Cameron calls us Terrorist Sympathisers for wanting a clear allied plan before we ask our Armed Forces to kill in our name, but he is no Churchill. Cameron is playing bread and war with us all.
“‘Terrorist Sympathisers’ for wanting answers before we spend money that could build homes and hospitals, dropping bombs on trapped civilians.”
These were the words of an astonishing couple, in their 80’s, married for almost 60 years, working in and for their communities their entire lives, brilliant, intelligent, passionately humane, with simple Socialist ideals they hold to be right and to the benefit of us all, equally.
They stood pale, bemused and despairing the night of the vote and asked what they could do, who they could contact
… to stop the gallop to war
… to shut down the jet engines already fuelled and running on the tarmac
… to think, to clarify
… to be sure we will not do more harm.
We had no answer to give.
There is no one.