Now that the political dust of the election has settled, those of us who had hoped for a different result have retreated into the shadows and adopted a ‘dog in the manger’ posture.
The few of us who thought austerity, benefits cuts, banking greed and privatising the NHS are suffering for our outmoded ideals.
So, as the Tories and the Independents lap it all up, over the next five years of what I believe will be rapidly-increasing inequality they’ll have much to look forward to, culminating in the final death of the Labour Party in 2020.
Once the party of something called ‘the working class’ (remember them?), Labour likes to re-brand itself every few years.
Kinnock and Blair made changes to the founding principles and we had ‘New’ Labour. The most recent low-calorie incarnation was ‘Tory Lite’, and currently they are transforming into what, in my view, can only be described as ‘Blue Labour’.
Taking their lead from our triumphant Prime Minister, Labour, adrift without a rudder, have latched onto the new political buzzword, ‘aspiration’.
The few youthful survivors who didn’t go down with the ship on May 7, represented by such front-runners for Labour’s leadership as MP Liz Kendall, seem to have adopted Margaret Thatcher’s old mantra that if we all ‘embrace’ business and aspire to become ‘wealth makers’ that in some arcane way, this aspirational wealth will trickle down like gold dust into the ranks of the dispossessed.
It seems odd, then, that 20 per cent of the UK population now own 60 per cent of the wealth, whilst the top one per cent are sitting on 60 per cent of all the money and property across the UK.
So, when does the trickling start? There must be a blocked pipe somewhere.
Yet aspiration isn’t exclusive to the accruing of wealth. Ordinary people simply ‘aspire’ to have a job to keep a roof over our heads and put food on the table. Maybe that aspiration isn’t enough; according to Labour’s Tory-hi-jacked philosophy, we all need to become entrepreneurs.
Yet there is little point in reiterating statistics. No-one was listening.
The public have made their democratic choice; a masochistic ‘fifty shades of blue’ future, and whatever the Coalition inflicted during the past five years, they’re eager for more.
So in a few years’ time, as the benefit-taxed disabled join the food bank queues, if you’re in A&E in pain and realise that the nurse isn’t looking for your pulse, but your credit card, you might look back and ask “What have we done?”.
As for those of us still licking our wounds, we’ll keep on whistling in the dark.
Better to die on your feet than live on your knees.
George Orwell was three decades out when he wrote 1984, but he warned us; “If you want a vision of the future, imagine a boot stamping on a human face - forever.” That democratically chosen future is just beginning.