Hero-worship
Well, no, since you ask, I couldn’t resist; of course not. What do you take me for? It would take a saint, or rather a hero, to resist, and I’m not either of those things, nor a martyr neither, I’m just a poor wayfaring stranger – no, wait, that’s a song. I’m just a poor shlub at a keyboard, and I don’t resist stuff. I don’t have the grit and the fibre and the steel it would take to resist hooting with laughter at New Statesman readers voting for Thatcher as one of their top heroes. Snerk, snort, shriek. She’s in the top five.
Actually, I think the readers were right. Margaret Thatcher was a major force for democracy by pruning political correctness, by turning a sclerotic Britain into an economic success, and by influencing a generation of politicians around the world.
Codswallop!
She laid the foundation for our continuing military decline (The Falklands War was a result of her defence cuts)
And she divided a society that according to her did not exist.
Ugh.
Our present troubles come from her, and Blair.
Bring back the late lamented Roy Jenkins, the best Prime Minister we never had.
And in any case, it’s still quite funny that it’s Staggers readers who said so. Do admit.
Unless a load of Spectator readers secretly tore the voting slips out of the Staggers in their local newsagents and sent them in…
Which would be even funnier.
It’s all relative – compared to the placings of Hugo Chavez and George Galloway, the placing of Margaret Thatcher is the epitomy of good sense. Incidentally, Jim and GT are both right about her – that’s what makes her continuously interesting.