GEORGE BARNSBY DAILY BLOG NO.24 TUESDAY 30 jANUARY 2007
Tuesday, January 30th, 2007NICK COHEN
I hoped I would not have to mention this rapscalion; that he would
suffer the same fate as other Bush and Blairites and fade quietly away. But
he has insinuated himself into the headlines once again and even some
staunch anti-Blairites are urging that we should all read his new book
because of its literary merit. Let me mention that no racist wrote with
greater literary eloquence than Enoch Powell, and it is to Powell that I
compare Nick Cohen
Born of Communist parents Cohen first betrayed them and his Jewish race
with his strident support of the war in Iraq. Then he sets himself in
opposition to the majority of the people of Britain who opppose the war in
Iraq. He then insults all those Communists, true Labour supporters, anti-war
Conservatives, Lib-Dems, Scottish and Welsh people who want no truck with
Blair and his wars. Now he consorts with those called ‘cultural Marxists’ ,
beloved of by Paul Dacre, refuted very efficiently by a real Marxist, Andrew
Murray of the CPB. Then Cohen tries to smear the so-called Guardian set who
are the backbone of middle class opposition to war.
Even the title of his book, What’s Left? is stolen from someone else.
It was the title of that remarkable book by Tony Booth who is opposed to his
son-in-law’s policies, but naturally supports the fantastic achievements of
his daughter, Cherie.
But Cohen has entered the fantasy world of Bush and Blair, and to bring
him back to reality he will have to take the Michael Moore remedy which is
to put his body where his opinions are, invade Iraq himself and fight the
war under the US flag with Bush and Blair at the head.
JOE DAVIES.
Joe is a Shropshire lad who is my friend and lives in Henwood Road.
Today I have once again listened to his remarkable life story. Joe left
school at 14 before the 2nd World War. Wanting to travel, he joined a
transport firm, possessing a small haulage fleet, but also horse drawn
wagons which were the only ones able to tip their contents into the coal
fired power stations which the firm specialised in servicing. At the
outbreak of war in 1939 Men from the Ministry commandeered his best lorries,
but his horse drawn carts enabled him to continue. In 1942 Joe was called
up and joined the Royal Army Service Corps where he drove heavy vehicles,
having learned to drive in a field without lessons, He served in Europe
until he volunteered to join air borne forces, not being able to join the
paratroopers because of an injured knee. At the end of the war he joined
the Wolverhampton police whose chief superintendant, Norman W.Gooodchild
OBE, was recruiting servicemen who would then be eligible for early
demobilisation. Within the force Joe ultimately rose to the rank of
Superintendant.
When he retired from the police he became a vintage vehicle
demonstrator, his steam engine towing both his fair ground organ and the
richly decorated travellers caravan in which he and his wife, Margaret, both
slept and demonstrated to the public the travellers’ way of life.
Having recently nearly died from MRSA contracted in our notorious New
Cross Hospital, his heavy goods licence has been withdrawn, but he continues
to travel all over the country with his caravan and fair organ attending all
the leading steam rallies and now increasingly attending the funerals of
members of the ParachuteRegiment Association as well as veterans of the
steam rally association.
Now the reason I’m telling this, is that Joe is perfectly capable of
setting down his life story, but hasn’t yet got round to it. But there are
others who will soon be passing on, as illustrated by our mayor holding
receptions for those whose bravery ensured the defeat of fascism and our
present democratic freedoms, who are not able to to put pen to paper and
record their exploits themselves.
This duty, it seems to me, must now fall onto school pupils doing GCSE
projects or university students studying history, if the record of our past
is to be properly preserved.