Wednesday, September 26, 2007

Earliest political memory

Shane Greer has tagged me with this meme, so I suppose that I ought to indulge (although I doubt that I can match his harrowing recollection). Like Caroline Hunt, I have been surrounded by politics, mainly in the form of my father's Telegraph-induced exasperated breakfast rantings—obviously a family tradition which your humble Devil is merely keeping alive in a more permanent medium. Coupled with my drink- and drug-diminished brain, all this makes it difficult to distinguish any political memories at all.

As such, I suppose that the one that I best recall was during the 1992 election. Having watched a couple of hours of coverage we retired to bed, my father muttering that "there was absolutely no point in staying up to watch that ghastly turd, Kinnock, win."

Imagine my surprise (and confusion) then when—at some ungodly hour of the morning, maybe 5 or so—my door burst open and my father rushed in, clad in pyjamas and dressing gown, punching the air and yelling, "We won! We won! Take that, you bloody Welsh windbag!"

Cue another five years of my father sitting at the breakfast table ranting about what an arsehole Major was...

I am required to tag five other people, so I would be intrigued to hear the earliest political memories of Mr E, Chris Strange, Jackart, Bag and Unity.

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

Brainwashed by your parents, then? Noting to be proud of.

Devil's Kitchen said...

No, Anon, because I am not a Tory. Do you see?

Or do you not actually see the difference between being a libertarian and a Tory? Have I not written enough posts about why I am not a Tory for you to appreciate the difference?

Yes, to an extent I was influenced by my parents opinions; however, whilst I was a boarding school (an hour's drive from my parents) I had my own subscription to Private Eye and The Telegraph.

For the decade whilst I was in Edinburgh (some 400 miles away from my parents), I maintained my subscription to the Eye and various other mags, as well as reading on the web.

What I did throughout the majority of the last 17 years – whilst I was (for the most part) absolutely fucking nowhere near my parents – was think for myself.

Of course, "think" is the operative word here: the whole "thinking" bit is why I've never been a Lefty.

Please do try and keep up.

DK

Keatonmask said...

Go easy on the Welsh, I'm a sheepshagger myself and I cannot think of anything more offensive than being labelled alongside that fucking cretin Kinnock.

Anon - a good tip when commenting is to read not only the relevant post but also a bit of background.
Saves you looking like...well Kinnock really.

Anonymous said...

Heh, it was worth it for the reaction...