Friday, 3 January 2014

Clearing My Head.....

Neoliberalism needs some explanation. It has a long history, despite the “neo” (new) post-tag. Libertarianism started with the rise of the Industrial Age and has continued to the present, with some minor modifications. As the profit margins of the wealthy began to increase, so did the amount of tax levied on them. This called for some radical thinking for the nouveau riche. Up to the time of industrialisation politico-economics was rooted in the feudal system. Most of the land/agricultural-based wealth was owned by a few aristocratic families. Industrialisation was creating profits away from traditional sources and so began the birth of consumerism. People who once worked on the land or in small cottage industries, moved into burgeoning cities to work in factories in the hope of making more money. Factory work, early mass production techniques and fast terrace-style house building led to a decrease in skills for many of the workers encouraged to work in these conditions. Some problems arose as a small number of “commoners” began gaining wealth through entrepreneurial business acumen. Wealth was no longer the domain of the aristocracy.

“Globalisation”, as a concept, appears new. But it also has a long history. When considered in the light of Empire building, it dates back thousands of years. International trade routes were established by the Greeks, Egyptians, Romans, Danes, Chinese and any other country with an army and navy! The British Empire encapsulated nearly a third of the globe by the onset of industrialisation. Fabulous wealth was not unheard of for the aristocrats and royalty. But it was now available to entrepreneurial commoners. In some ways, to maintain the status quo in society, many royal orders were bestowed on rich industrialists such as knighthoods and lordships, carrying additional 'rights' in law along with land allocations. (Viewed in this way feudalism is not dead!)

Libertarianism is a means of maintaining the old system which, burdens the taxation needed to finance the country's infrastructure onto the “peasants”, whilst luxuriating in the wealth “earned” through the exploitation of those same “peasants”, who's lives become superfluous, needed only to enrich the already rich 'upper' classes. Just as they have been throughout history. But there was a fly in the ointment! For a workforce to be effective, some education was required, at least to a basic level. Some reading was needed, as was some basic mathematics to run new machinery and to calculate the most productive methods. How far could industrialists go in educating the masses? History shows that, for its needs, it probably went too far!

In the hub of industrialisation in Britain, Manchester, people began to feel the pressures of exploitation. Some organised themselves and marched onto the town centre, en-masse, to protest at the levels of poverty they were experiencing, only to be brutally rebuffed by the local government of the day who ordered the heavily armed Hussars into the crowd. Some 80 unarmed people were murdered and many more were seriously injured. It became known as the Peterloo Massacre. Such was the embarrassment felt by the government that new laws were introduced to give workers more rights. This saw the beginnings of the left-wing Charteris movement which, in turn, led to the birth of unions and the Labour Party. An educated labour-force meant more consideration had to be afforded to the working classes.

Education, as anyone would agree, should be a right for all. However, there is education and education. What do you teach people who are only expected to work to make wealth for the already wealthy? Firstly, 'obedience'! The education system for the masses have many things in common with 'work'. They have a regimented day. A clear 'start-time', a 'break' in the morning, 'lunch-time', and an afternoon 'break'. Then a clear 'finishing' time. It also promotes blind obedience to “the rules”, which includes subservience to the authority of the teacher (boss)! The teacher also answers to the Head, who answers to higher authorities! A reflection of the working world we know. As to the lessons taught. Here we have an issue. Recent research has shown that schoolchildren of the great Western powers are lagging behind their Far Eastern cousins. Why would that be? Surely we have access to the same books and information? It boils down to the methods. Our pupils are taught (chiefly) by rote. They are taught just to 'remember' certain facts and figures with neither comment nor critical thought. In fact, for many who reach Further and Higher education, one of the first lessons taught is how to think critically! Is it surprising then, that when they reach Higher Education, we see more student activists becoming aware of political inconsistencies?

Neoliberals are trying to address this issue by restricting student numbers through financial constrictions and tougher entry requirements. But what about those privileged enough to reach the 'Oxbridge' standard? Their education bears a more philosophical slant. But the philosophy is rooted in the Libertarian ideology. The analogy of their economics takes the form of the “feeding the pony” theory. Feed the pony enough oats and, eventually, what it excretes will be enough to feed the sparrows! Hayek used the “cascading-down” effect of making the rich richer. “Wealth creation” is the province of the already wealthy. To create jobs for the workers, entrepreneurship is the first requirement and should be fully rewarded. Taxing these individuals only de-motivates them and suffocates innovation, (apparently). Secondly, investment from all sources should be encouraged. Taxing these individuals (or corporations, treated as individuals in law) would be equally disastrous for the economy because their returns would be less attractive! These concepts are the fruits of the London School of Economics (LSE), and the Chicago model of economics. The proposal being that “market forces”, unhindered by human intervention, would drive the economy in an upward sustainable trajectory. We could all be wealthy! All it requires is individual effort. Human failings are the result of individual choice. Thatcher famously stated; “There is no society. Only the man, the woman and the family!” By which she meant, we should all, individually, take responsibility for our successes and failures. 'Choice' was open to all.

The logic is very seductive – if you're already financially secure! The philosophy has much going for it. Firstly, as individuals we have to seek out the opportunities available to us, have the temerity to take them and the tenacity to see them through. Once duly rewarded for our efforts, we can take pride in our achievements at beating the opposition. Can you see a problem with this? Let's carry on. “Market forces” refers not just to “pricing” in a consumer-based economy, but to workers' wages and rights. If a potential employee seeking employment in a factory/store/telephone exchange, or whatever, finds that the pay and conditions do not match his/her requirements s/he goes elsewhere, leaving the potential employer bereft of a possible good worker. The employer, upon receiving several rebuttals for his/her vacancy must then reconsider the employment pay and conditions to attract workers. So the theory goes! Hayek and his ilk believed that some “invisible hand” would govern pricing, workers' pay and conditions and all social interactions if left unrestricted by governments and their pesky laws! We would all “find a level”.

There is a major flaw in the theory which, incidentally, is the same flaw used to describe Socialism's perceived failings. Human greed! Hayek argued that Socialism could not work because it would require too much government intervention leading to a totalitarian state. Intervention in Socialism, he argued, would be necessary to control a basic human failing – greed. His model would be self-controlled by societal pressures. Which is unmitigated, paradoxical nonsense! A case of cognitive dissonance. If we are to rely on individual choice and effort, if “there is no such thing as 'society'”, then what does control it? What we are seeing today is the result of unregulated human greed in action!

The obvious fact of individualisation is that “competition” produces winners and losers. In many competitive endeavours there can only be one winner. What then happens to the many “losers”? In competitive business practices the most ruthless and deeply egocentric competitors become the “winners”. People not averse to the most brutal and dishonest tactics to succeed. The more emotionally mature, honest and considerate “losers” are left to make the best of what they have.

Neoliberal “leaders” have created a dynamic which has allowed corporations unfettered access to all the money accrued by workers' efforts over generations. Untaxed and hoarded (human greed?) leaving less available to those who actually earned it, and denying the “choices” supposedly available to all through education, entrepreneurial innovation and investment. Basically covering any competitive threat! It never worked during our feudal history, and it doesn't work now! For its success, human greed needs to be fed at the cost of those unable to topple their authority. Inequality has to be maintained as an indicator of the level of success! How else would one measure success? Winners and losers! The more losers there are, the “stronger” the “winners” appear to be! If people are starving to death, how great must the feeling of “victory” be? Narcissism is boosted and the “fight” continues. “To the victor, the spoils!”

Ultimately, the only direction unbound neoliberalism can take is total global domination for the few “strong” individuals who have destroyed all potential opposition. Until that time, each country that falls to the victors can only be perceived as one small battle. We're rapidly approaching a global business deal that takes away democratic rights of everyone in their own countries! Most of these “trade deals” are done in secret. Why? Because if the masses read and understood the terms of these agreements they would immediately reject them! “Free trade” means corporations can impose their own rules to the terms of purchase and sales of goods and services. They cannot be controlled by any country's incumbent government! So, for example, if there were environmental issues that people objected to, hard-luck! If it impinges on the rates of profits sought by corporates, then they can legally sue the government for those losses! New trade agreements are being sought across the globe that are even more restrictive to the peoples of all our countries! Again, being sought secretly!

There is a war occurring that we're mostly blind to. It's a class war. We're heading towards a world dominated by the rich elite and we, the rest of us, are being seduced by false promises. The mantra of “hard-working people” used by the Tories is a distraction. Aimed chiefly at the ill-informed 'middle-classes' who are more likely to vote for them, it attempts to resonate with the truly hard-working poor who are barely making ends meet. For election victory in the current electoral system only around 30% of the vote is necessary. With media saturation showing the “positives” of neoliberalism, and the threat that “there's no alternative” to it, because the bankers and corporates would bankrupt economies should they fail, people are blinded to any possible alternatives. We've also been seduced by “stuff”! Consumerism is the method by which economies are said to benefit. So we should all be consumers of goods, services, education, health, security and anything else that can be sold! Which is something of a paradox for most of us. How, if we're under-, or unemployed are we supposed to pay for all this “stuff”?

Thursday, 2 January 2014

Some Historical Perspective......

Over the years I've watched political changes from the likes of Harold MacMillan, through to the Wilson/Heath battles and on to Callaghan's defeat by Thatcher. Most of the time I was busy with life making some small gains and some massive mistakes! (One step forward, two steps back, if you like.) All of the time, however, aware of the impact of politics on our lives, albeit in a very naïve way: Labour for the workers, Tory for the bosses and Liberals for some centre ground. After the miners strike ('84-'85), I sensed a seismic shift had occurred. The unions lost power and those hard-earned workers' rights began to erode. At job interviews, when allowed to ask questions of the interviewer(s), I remember, as a young man, asking if the company had a union. That was a sensible question in the 60s and 70s! Ask that now and you can guarantee a failed application.

But beyond work is the everyday existence of folk trying to survive in a hostile world where every aspect of life is based on the 'ability-to-pay' rule. Even this is gradually being eroded for many of our fellow countrymen and women. And it's happening without opposition! More and more people are being forced into destitution, despair, starvation and untimely death, because of the actions of a few greedy individuals who care not one jot, or iota, for the suffering of our fellow beings. I DO care. And not just about what's happening all around us right now, but about the damage that's being done to our future.

Our children and grandchildren will pay the price for the follies of today. The welfare system, which we're being asked to believe is “unaffordable”, will disappear. There will be no 'safety net', nor pensions for our kids. “Work, or starve” will be the mantra. There will be no affordable health care. Transport will be the reserve of the commuter class and the luxury of the wealthy. The poor, infirm and disabled will be ghettoised, leaving the rich to enjoy the spoils. Does this sound like I've gone too far?

Here's a little anecdote: The Chris Evans Radio 2 Breakfast Show has a 'pause-for-thought' section. I was listening to it a few days ago when a lady religious luminary was talking about her recent visit to India. She described a visit to a small shanty-town just outside Delhi where she met some “wonderful people” who had made a life for themselves among landfill sites. There were piles of plastic in one area, piles of paper in another, wool and other clothing materials in yet another, and so on. The small community would help themselves to these materials to sell for what little they could to pay for food and essentials. Everyone, of all ages, would take a hand in foraging. This lady was, apparently, “inspired” by these people and their “sense of community and fun” in the face of such adversity. She extolled the virtue of being “happy with our lot”, contrasting the 'difficulties' of our lives with theirs! It's this kind of nonsense that I find almost impossible to swallow. Our kids, and their kids, could easily end up in the same pit of deprivation if things are left unchallenged.

I post because I want people to open their eyes to what's happening around them – right under their noses! Our infrastructure is being sold off to the lowest bidder, including the NHS, education, Royal Mail, railways, energy, property. In fact, if it isn't nailed down, these neoliberal fraudsters will steal it and sell it! That translates to; we pay more for less, whilst they pocket the cash. Taxes reduced, or even avoided by the rich, whilst the poorest take on the burden (for less and less of the services tax revenue is supposed to pay for), the infirm and disabled being ostracised and gradually killed off, education being unaffordable to the less privileged, where will it end? Should we be “happy with our lot” like our Asian brothers and sisters? It shouldn't happen in India, never mind in our “developed” economy! Did you know there's enough wealth among the top 1% wealthiest to end World poverty THREE TIMES OVER!! And they want more! I say - “NO MORE!”

I'm too old and impoverished to do an awful lot about these things, but there are lots of people among my friends, and yours, who can make a difference. So forgive me if I continue to post my political “bollox”, but I will carry on until neoliberalism is eradicated from our political landscape. I want a future for all our kids!

Tuesday, 22 October 2013

LibDem Broken Promise 101: (I'm Not Sure, Really... Could Be More!)


Below is a screenshot of a piece from Ed Davey's official website that seems to have now been "lost". Luckily, Thomas G Clarke found it before it got lost and posted it on his blog "Another Angry Voice". It appears that yet another LibDem manifesto promise has been lost to the neoliberal Tory ideology. What on Earth possessed them to link with the Tories in the last election? Their sweet-talk was more left wing than Gordon Brown's! Is this what we are to expect from our politicians in the future? Are we to be perpetually governed by backroom bullyboys with nothing but dollar signs in their eyes? What irks me most is the ease with which Clegg dismissed his promises on air as "wishful thinking" whilst being "unaware" of how much debt the Labour government had left us in. Then, unblinkingly, accepts George Oddballs method of piling on three times more debt in order to "balance the books"! Are we a nation of idiots? Must be, I guess. Some of the comments I've seen posted on blogs that expose the insanity behind the neoliberal myths seem to suggest that we're mostly willing to accept the hypocrisy, lies and deceit as somehow "normal" and "just". I've heard people say that the bedroom tax is "fair". Or that Workfare is "just". Or that the Royal Mail sell-off was "necessary"! They're even accepting that nuclear power - funded largely by foreign investors - is "terrific"! Karl Marx give me strength!!!


Wednesday, 16 October 2013

Copy of a MUST read........

This story appeared in the Facebook Group: "ATOS Miracles". If you're not a member - sign up now! I would love to give credit for the author, but it seems to have been anonymous. Whoever you are, thank you!!

A very powerful short story on the consequences of workfare I believe everyone should read. Many thanks to one of our members for sharing this with us.
Coming to an area near you..... A Grafter’s Tale…..
October, 2015.
“God this rain is like ice!” I think as I pedal as hard as I can up the hill. “Well at least it’s not too much further” I reassure myself as my thighs and lungs burn. Not long after I arrive at work, park and lock the bike up and go inside to change into my factory worker clothes before my shift begins. I’ve worked here on the factory floor for 11 years now and am very proud of my long, sickness-free tenure. Of course it’s not like it used to be. Years ago there was always overtime available and an honest hard-working bloke like me could earn a packet! Now I’m lucky to have a job I suppose. Of course, my ethos has always been: “look after your job and it’ll look after you!” My employers, an international manufacturing company, know that I am the sort of bloke they want and I never take advantage. I am confident they’ll look after me. As I clock in and begin work I am washed in the reassuring sound of machinery working and men shouting. I breathe in the unique scents that tell me I can hold my head high because I have never skived in my life. I married my partner Shelley 4 years ago and we have 2 kids and a 3rd on the way. This last one wasn’t planned but that’s ok. Shelley is like me – a hard worker who loves her administration job at the local university and between us we earn enough to pay the mortgage and have a holiday each year. “What the hell’s that lazy scrounger done this time?” I muse as I see the floor manager rushing over and berating one the yellows – the term that’s been coined for the free-workers or long-term unemployed working for free here. Don’t get it myself – the company keeps saying profits are down and there’s not enough work yet the numbers of yellows keep rising, as do the numbers of redundancies. Mind you it’s good to see them having to work for my tax for a change - makes me proud to have voted for the Tories the last two times. “Oh well, keep your head down and plough through – what do I know of balance sheets and statistics? I’m just a Good Ol’ Grafter” I remind myself. Of course times are harder now and the money doesn’t go as far – how the heck the utility and fuel prices keep going up I do not know! – but then we’re in a recession (or was as we’re told by the Powers That Be!) so we all have to keep our heads down, tighten our belts and suffer through it. It sits ill in my gut though that all those layabouts on the dole get more than we do though – we struggle just to live a decent life and can’t afford all the new phones and gadgets yet all those bloody skivers get it all! Makes me sick! Of course they’re not ALL like that I know! After all, George isn’t a scrounger either but still out of work. Can’t understand it myself – I can still remember the day he found out… George and I go way back. We began here the same year and I kind of took him under my wing when he began several months after me. The same age, we knew each other in school but weren’t close back then. He’s a grafter like me – never took a sickie in his life although he did have that glandular fever back in 2008 and was off sick for a few months. That was hard financially on him and Pat, his partner then but wife now. They got married same year we did and their 3rd son was born early last year. He and I were team buddies all the way. I look with contempt at the yellow that’s working at George’s old station next to me. “No point getting to know any of them” I remind myself, “They’re never here long”. The 1st break bell sounds and I stop my machine and head out for some fresh air and a cuppa, musing on the way of how it all went bad for George over a year ago now.
George was called in for his annual review. We all hated it but neither George nor I was worried. We’d both always got good reviews and knew we had nothing to worry about. They were always making redundancies but they’d never get rid of a couple of long time grafters like us. I patted George on his back as he left for his and gave a sigh of relief that mine was over already and carried on working. Didn’t think much of it but wondered why his was taking so long when I went for lunch. “Must’ve been called to train someone up” I thought as I ate the cheese and tomato sarnies Shelley made for me that morning. After lunch and still no George I called out to Dick the floor manager as he was rushing past: “Hey Dick, where’s George!?” but he never gave a reply despite my knowing he heard me. As the day wore on I got more and more worried but reassured myself with thoughts like “He must’ve came down funny or something and gone home” but knowing inside he’d never leave without telling me, his best bud! When I walked in the door that night Shelley was on the phone crying and I could hear Pat’s tear-filled wails over the line and my heart sank like a stone. “What’s happened?” I shouted as I rushed to her. “George was laid off today!” she says as she turns away to keep consoling Pat. “What the heck?” I think as I grab my mobile to ring him. Anyway turns out the company laid him off despite his record! Turns out that short time off sick all that time ago, him starting later than me and the economic downturn have all conspired against poor old George! “Poor bugger!” I muse as I sigh in relief and thank my lucky stars guiltily. Course I haven’t got the time to keep up with him now but Shelley and Pat still talk. For a while we still had our barbecues and games nights but as the months went by he began to change… at first he was out all day every day looking for work but as time went on and he had no luck he stopped trying so hard. He started cancelling on us and when we did see him he was obviously letting himself go. Shelley tells me Pat’s at her wits end with worry about him. Which she don’t need on top of everything else. I hear they’re losing the house now as he hasn’t managed to get another job. Don’t understand it myself – a grafter like him with all his experience but Pat says all the factories are laying off and there’s no jobs and what I see and hear backs that up. Anyway it’s third break and I head to the office to see about any overtime – even though I know there won’t be any as usual but I have to try if we want to save enough for a holiday next year. As I walk the lines I spot a yellow that looks a bit familiar and as I get closer I can’t believe it!
“George!?” I shout to the bloke’s back as he slouches along in front of me. The bloke turns, reluctantly and replies “Hey Dave. How ya doin mate?” ,looking at the floor.
I can’t believe it! “Mate, they take you back on then?” I ask hopefully, but knowing it can’t be that as he’s wearing yellow!
“nah, mate. I been on the dole too long mate and now I gotta work full time for my dole money” he admits. He looks rough I have to say – I’m shocked at the difference but then it’s been a while since I last saw him, I realise a little guiltily.
“You’re kidding mate! But no one was looking harder than you! Pat told Shelley how you were out pounding the streets all day every day!” I exclaim.
“Don’t matter mate. Rules are rules. Now I gotta look in the evenings and weekends. Gotta say tho’ mate – it sticks in my groat that I’m now doing my old job for free!”
He rushes on, “Was gonna stop by and say hello when I could of course” he mumbles, avoiding looking me in the eye.
As I stand there I’m stunned and suddenly it all makes sense – the ever increasing numbers of yellows that now seem equal to us blues; the constant lay-offs, the rumours of the never-higher numbers of sk…unemployed; the ever-rising costs of living and I realise, with a gut-wrenching sense of guilt and shame, that I did this! Me! After all – my vote counts too doesn’t it?
Then, as I stand there looking at poor George who has never looked so ashamed and downhearted as long as I’ve known him, I hear the floor manager shouting: “DAVE! MANAGER NEEDS YOU IN HIS OFFICE RIGHT NOW! DON’T BOTHER SHUTTING YOUR STATION DOWN – WE HAVE A NEW YELLOW THAT’LL FILL IT!” and I just know, with a sinking feeling, that it’ll be me going to the dole office tomorrow and Shelley who’ll be crying on my shoulder tonight.