Yesterday we looked at a woman whose place in history was made by taking off her clothes.
Today we’ll be looking at a woman who took on the foul labor unions of Britain and the industries once nationalized by the socialist BritGov of the late 1940s (and denationalized them, saying “To cure the British disease with socialism was like trying to cure leukaemia with leeches”). And for good measure, she kicked the shit out of the Argies when they tried to invade and hold the Falkland Islands. A political foe once described her as having “breasts like Monroe and eyes like Stalin”, and he was right.
We all know who I’m talking about, of course: the Iron Lady herself, Margaret Thatcher.
Needless to say, the Commies in the UK (i.e. a substantial proportion of the population) hated her guts because in her time, she constantly flayed the monster that was “democratic socialism” both by her words and by her deeds.
Britain needs her today more than ever: I cannot imagine that the pantywaists in the EU government and the “Remainers” at home would last more than a couple hours against her — but lamentably, she can’t be there. And her words, most of which were said over thirty years ago, ring all the more true today:
“Left-wing zealots have often been prepared to ride roughshod over due process and basic considerations of fairness when they think they can get away with it. For them the ends always seems to justify the means. That is precisely how their predecessors came to create the gulag.”
“Do you know that one of the great problems of our age is that we are governed by people who care more about feelings than they do about thoughts and ideas.”
“The choice facing the nation is between two totally different ways of life. And what a prize we have to fight for: no less than the chance to banish from our land the dark, divisive clouds of Marxist socialism and bring together men and women from all walks of life who share a belief in freedom.”
I miss her, and so should (big- and small-c) conservatives everywhere.
