by Julian Ruck
If you politically aware folk across the Severn Seas, think Westminster is the political capital of greasy manipulation and ambitious malfeasance, then think again and try this on for size.
Old welsh Labour with its enforcers has now excelled itself, making sport out of the committee system of scrutiny and oversight where policy is concerned. If any member of said committee shows any sign at all of having an independent intellect (or indeed any intellect at all), or god forbid a view that may be deemed “principled”, then they are ignominiously ejected, without a safety harness.
You think I’m joking?
Well, let me appraise you of a recent Children and Young People’s committee, set up to consider the Welsh Assembly’s Social Services Bill.
By way of background, three of the Labour team were in support of a ban on physical chastisement of those objectionable urchins who fall by the parental wayside as it were, the minister overseeing all this, one Gwenda Thomas, was not.
Chance would have it, that just before the committee was due to convene, take evidence and consider an amendment to introduce the child-smacking ban into the Bill, old Labour’s chief whip-master sacked the three liberal musketeers, and without as much as a by your leave.
Christine Chapman (Chair), Julie Morgan and Jenny Rathbone were all replaced by more accommodating members with a more corporally inclined inclination than their predecessors.
When the meeting started, microphones were injudiciously turned off so that the new chair, one Ann Jones, was left to rather miserably explain that she had only just found out about her ‘calling’ to the committee – nothing like being prepared is there?
Welsh Labour has been casting it’s Tammany Hall spells for far too long, the pettiness of council chamber politics will no longer do, the outdated anti-English and “woe are we,” no longer cuts the mustard – or anything else for that matter.
Old welsh Labour must move on if it is to survive, because believe me it can longer assume a landslide welsh vote. People have had enough of the Cardiff Bay divine right, enough of ancient ramblings about the spirit of Aneurin Bevan. He died a long time ago and in a very different world.
Only a few weeks ago Carwyn Jones, patriarch of unreformed welsh Labour, refused outright to a freedom of information enquiry relating to his discussions with Sir Terry Matthews, Gwent’s richest man.
The strong suspicion was that poor old Carywn was having his ministerial reshuffle rewritten for him. Edwina Hart, business minister and favourite of Sir Terry, managed to keep her job in the subsequent reshuffle, despite strong rumours to the contrary.
Coincidentally, a certain business minister had also been party to approving £2.8m funding for Sir Terry’s graduate foundation a few months earlier.
Can you imagine the furore at Westminster if the prime minister point blank refused to respond to this type of FOI where manipulation of cabinet posts was suspected? The blizzard of comment, the political pressure, the scrutiny?
Can you imagine members of a Westminster parliamentary committee being disposed of at will and at the whim of those who seek to preserve their absolute power base?
Be in no doubt, that this is the state of Welsh democracy. And it goes on and on and on. Without censure, without any kind of serious scrutiny and without any punitive accountability.
Julian Ruck is the author of the Ragged Cliffs Trilogy and legal thriller The Bent Brief’. He is an FoI campaigner and has made contributions to programmes in both Welsh and national broadcasting
Tags: Carwyn Jones, Julian Ruck, Julie Morgan, Letter from Wales, Sir Terry Matthews
Julian –
“Mosby has tried all this pressure on editor’s [sic] before. It was Bede Magowan at the Star the last time.”
The last time you committed plagiarism, you mean? Yes, it was. I’d hardly call it “pressure”, though. As I’ve said, I think plagiarism is a particularly low pursuit for a writer to engage in, and I would have thought the least someone should do when caught out is to apologise profusely, and then either attempt to write something original, or else write nothing at all. Similarly, I’d expect the relevant publication to retract the article and be suitably apologetic. Call me old-fashioned. I mean, I’m not a journalist, but I would have imagined they teach this kind of thing on the morning of the first day.
“It didn’t get him anywhere then and I have every confidence that it will not get him anywhere now.”
That’s probably true.
My view is that plagiarism is disgusting and lying in public places is despicable. This is why I have no respect for Ruck and not much any more for Labour Uncut.
I think this splendid homage site says it all. Like Julian Ruck himself, it is that rare thing, a genuine fake.
http://jewelsfromjulian.wordpress.com
Mr HEWSON
Why are you making comments , vitriolic in their tone on , ‘Letter from Wales’ forum if you apparently know very little about Wales ,other than hearsay? WHY?
If you do not even know that Leighton Andrews ‘was’ Welsh Education Minister, now ex due to double dealings, you obviously know very little for what passes for the arts or politics here in Wales.
All you and your kind can do on this comment trail is to personally abuse Julian Ruck, someone who in your opinion I imagine has had the audacity to raise awareness of issues that have been seething below the surface of so called democratic life in Wales for decades .It is pathetic that the only comments made are of personal abuse of the lowest order. Shame on you and your stable mate, Mr.Abell.
No doubt, Mr.Hewson you find it strange that someone outside the metropolis can put two sentences together and express an informed opinion.
Both myself and Julian are Welsh- born and care about the state of democracy in the place where we grew up. For the record I had a Welsh speaking grandmother from Llantrisant, Mid Glamorgan.E ven as a woman, and Welsh at that ,surely I am entitled to express my opinions, as Mr.Ruck also is.
As a grown-up, I use the term lightly ,you really should have better things to do.Gillian