There are a lot of people on the internet getting very excited because they think Thatcher is about to kark it.They've got the champagne on ice, they're getting their dancing shoes out and putting the fireworks on standby. And they don't care who knows it.
I'm afraid I'm not one of those people.
Now, before you accuse me of being a rabid Tory from a privileged background, let me tell you I'm not. I just don't see the pleasure in wishing an old woman dead and laughing about it.
Sure, she did some ghastly things that affected many lives, and as a student I was as anti-her as anyone else. I just didn't carry it through to adult life, that's all. I got over it.
'Oh but you wouldn't say that if she'd ripped your community apart,' people cry. Well I didn't live in Walfrod, so I didn't have a community. Still don't.
So I appreciate she's clearly not everyone's cup of tea, but I get uncomfortable with wishing people dead, no matter who they are. It's really bad karma.
My dancing shoes will be staying in their box.
