After posting on Monday night, I watched my video of the 1997 election. It's good to remember once in a while just how cathartic the whole evening was, even if the jubilation and hopes for the following ten years were highly over-optimistic. Still, not that optimistic. I said myself in my diary that night that I 'hoped Tony Blair would be more left-wing in power than he had been in the campaign' - no doubt suspected that he really wouldn't be, at all. I think it is probably easy to over-mythologise that night, something I am guilty of too, but it was so much more about 'getting rid of them' than 'welcoming these others' - I don't think we expected anything as downright awful as Iraq or the repeated, mendacious attacks on our civil liberties, but we didn't expect a socialist paradise to break out either.
On a lighter note, it's still fun to see Portillo lose (although his 'rehabilitation' has lasted long enough now for me to believe that it is entirely genuine. I still wouldn't want to see him in government again, but he's much more reasonable now than then. And he is effectively the popular British face of Wagnerism now, so I suppose I have to like him!) - and it is still hilarious seeing James Goldsmith and David Mellor abuse one another, and Paxman asking Cecil Parkinson about being chair of a fertiliser factory :-)
So, local elections today (not quite as fun as 1997, but still the important exercise of democracy, for all the use that is nowadays when all the parties with a realistic chance of getting anywhere are almost all the same neo-liberal nonsense). I'll be voting either Lib Dem or Green, with a bias towards Green, though the Green guy has said some odd things about cycling on pavements not always necessarily being bad, which puts me off considerably! It'll be the first time I vote at the Castle End Mission at St Peters since I was at Fitz, which should be a blast from the past.
More anniversaries : today is the 10th anniversary of my trip to Southend and thus, I believe by extension, the 10th anniversary of having rocks thrown at me while walking along the street by some young thugs in Shoeburyness! (At least I think so. It's not in my diary, but I don't think I went to Southend any other time). I've not been back to Shoeburyness, oddly enough. And then the 10th anniversary of winning the Eurovision with Katrina and the Waves (a rather bad name after Hurricane Katrina, actually!), and then later being locked in Trinity Gardens a bit after midnight with champagne, and then trying to get out. A more interesting evening than it sounds, for various complex reasons. Good fun!
I went to the University Library over lunch and got some more Wagner books. This is very useful! It's a shame it took me so long to start using the place properly. I guess I'll survive the closure of the central library - though it might be a lot more annoying if I wasn't still a member of the university.
One more though : it's very good to see the County Arms back in the hands of decent landlords who I like and am happy to go back in there again. Excellent! Now if they could do a barmaid reunion from 8 or 9 years ago, I'd be very happy...... :-)
Also watched Star Trek:DS9 'Rapture' last night, possibly my single favourite episode of DS9. It treats spiritual matters with the respect they deserve, rather unusual for Star Trek, and it is an excellent and even beautifully crafted episode. I can watch this over and over and not get tired of it. I'll possibly deconstruct this in more detail in a future entry (assuming I continue blogging, of course!) I'm glad I chose to buy the fifth season on Monday in preference to others, because on balance it is probably the strongest.
Now, I've got to get into Battlestar Galactica beyond the mini-series. I hear nothing but good things about this from everyone, so...