With all the momentous changes in Egypt, Libya, Yemen, Bahrain and elsewhere, my focus on British politics seems more than usually small in scale and minute in interest.
I suppose I could draw out some grimace-inducing parallel between the urge for liberty in the Middle East and the Maghreb and, I don’t know, AV, the “Freedom Bill”, tax avoidance or student loans. But frankly, anyone who does that sort of thing should have their state license to blog removed.
Perhaps it’s just the emergent curmudgeon in me, but when some tyke recently graduated from university declares themselves in “solidarity” with movements they and I neither understand nor have any personal stake in, I feel irritated at the presumption, not inspired by their passion.
That said, there is no real difference of opinion between me and those shouting “Solidarity!”. I am equally awed by the bravery and the urgency of those who would overthrow dictators. (This applies too to those being repressed by regimes like North Korea, Syria, Iran and Cuba, to name but four).
I suppose the only difference is that I feel that the courage of those protestors is so much greater than mine that I should hold my manhood cheap while any speaks who stands on the streets of Egypt or Libya.
I suppose I’d have felt the same about the Czechs in the Prague Spring, or the Hungarian Uprising, or the Spanish Republicans. If there was an International Brigade, perhaps I’d feel differently about the rights of our home grown radicals to annexe the acts of others to their own causes. As it is, I don’t.
So all of this is by the way of an excuse. This blog will remain limited in its scope, parochial in content. This is not from any lack of sympathy or inspiration to events beyond the small borders of British politics, but is simply due to what I hope is an appropriate degree of modesty, combined with an acknowledged lack of expertise.
There are great days afoot. I have not earned the right to speak of them.