I don’t want to sound boastful but I think I started very early.
All I ever did was think.
I thought within my capabilities but the important thing that you need to understand is that I was HONEST.
HONEST with myself.
there was not a single place in my entire memory or thinking where I could not go.
That is because I was HONEST.
HONEST to myself.
“How do I really feel about this MYSELF ? “
My generation, the ones born just after the war really changed everything.
It is such a shame that the defective people took what we were saying and bastardized it.
Everything could be so wonderful.
You have a nation of warriors living on a fucking island who have just defeated the biggest threat ever and so what do we do ?
We turn into fucking communists.
How fucking daft is that ?
There they are the offspring of people who have given everything to defeat the ghastly Hun and they get all apologetic about the success.
I don’t understand it.
I saw it happen with my own eyes.
guys and girls my age who were at teacher training college were behaving like they had discovered a secret.
a secret knowledge that was socialism.
I understand it was a new thing to take on board but there is something “not quite right” about it.
I think it is something to do with it is theoretical.
Now I am strongly socialist inclined in the sense that I emphasize with my compatriots.
Once when I was 7 or something in Whitby ( I am very attached to Whitby
a stranger, an elderly lady said ” Hello” to me in the street with a smile, it was a recognition.
An instant friendship because we were there.
Do you understand what I say ?
That was possible then in what 1957 ?
the society then was a tangible thing now it is an elusive thing it has been fragmented.
I think it was better the way it was before.