Farewell Bob Crow

I decided to bide my time before making comment upon the
death of an enemy, Bob Crow, as I did not want to fall for the temptation to say
something inconsiderate.
Bob Crow was an enemy of the state, an enemy of the
people.  An enemy of mine.
This was a man who called regular strikes on the London
Underground, almost seemingly for fun – a power trip for a spiteful man, in
battle against those who have almost eradicated the disease of socialism.

Someone who would think nothing of damaging the London
economy to receive some minor personal gain and/or benefits to his followers.  A
man who thought it his right to have a council house when on £100k a year salary
when many others are homeless.
A man who wished Margaret Thatcher, upon news of her
passing, to rot in hell.
Yet he was a hero to a small community for those same
reasons, and from what I gather, a personable and amiable person to those he
dealt with – even those he loved to hate.
More importantly, he was a reminder of the perils of
socialism – mass strikes, economic chaos, etc that Mrs Thatcher and others (yes
even Blair and Brown) have fought to eradicate to give everyone the opportunity
of a better life.
He was a reminder of the importance of the fight against
socialism and communism in this delicate economic and political climate
experienced within many advanced countries such as ours.  A reminder that we
should not let our guard down against the red peril.  A reminder that we should
not fall for cheap Labour or UKIP-style populism when requiring serious
decisions about the future of the economy, power-supply, the health-service,
education and infrastructure in the country.
He was a reminder of the dark days of the 1970’s when
unions succeeded into bringing the country into chaos for their own selfish
desires, often for their own pathetic power games.  A reason to despise trade
unions and ensure that they are the enemy of those that want to get on in
life.
Trade Unions should not be there for the political battles
of the likes of Bob Crow and Len McCluskey – they should be there to look after
the rights of all workers, they shouldn’t be anathema to a hard-working man from
Hull – someone of my northern working-class background should not view them as
the enemy.
 
But by regularly causing misery to normal people through
their pathetic strikes, disregard for the working man, and downright disrespect
for the sadly deceased Margaret Thatcher, Bob Crow and his trade union became a
symbol of what myself and so many people across the country despise (or maybe a
symbol of defiance for those dreaming of being the next North
Korea/Cuba/Venezeula).
I hope that the next leader of the RMT is more amicable in
nature and we can avoid pointless strikes, the subsequent needless damage to the
economy and the damage to the reputation of trade unions and those members that
want to get on within their particular organisation whilst living and working in
a prosperous country.
Bob Crow will be remembered as a character in a political
world peppered with dullards such as the Milibands and the Cleggs.  A world of
politics which is losing interest to many outside the Westminster bubble.  Where
the main parties seemingly increasingly sound alike.
And you know what – I think I will miss him.

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