Don’t Let The Scouse-Bashers Off The Hook
by Kerlarsenickoff
Amid altogether unsurprising revelations today of the South Yorkshire Constabulary’s acrobatic dissembling over the true causes of the 1989 Hillsborough disaster, you can expect to hear sundry, equally predictable, pleas that the tragedy not be ‘politicised’. But, while the police’s original and indefensible doctoring of eye-witness evidence may be as straightforward a piece of wriggle-outery as it looks like, the question of the over-effusive running with the ball of the police-syndicated version of events by certain sections of the press and political classes takes the whole issue beyond mere non-partisan head-shaking.
Consider the matter in context. At the end of the 1980′s the city of Liverpool was widely associated in people’s minds with economic adversity. The perception of this particular link, however fair or unfair, was especially prevalent amongst the ranks of football supporters, making it the theme of many contemporary terrace chants. Taking this fact, together with the horrific events of the day, as raw material, those elements of the right-wing establishment that took the opportunity to perpetrate the outrageous canard that was to follow did so with a specifically political agenda in mind.
The object of the exercise was to try and create in the public imagination a link between lack of conspicuous economic success, and lack of essential moral character. They wanted to portray Liverpudlians as vermin – as sub-human animals. They accused them of urinating on the bodies of the dead and the dying, and upon those attempting to come to their aid. There should be no doubt that their aim in doing so was to erode and overturn in the mind of the imaginary voter that old, late-nineteenth century concept, the one that led, throughout the subsequent century, to our slow march towards civilization via the gradual construction of the social state: that of the ‘deserving poor’. People, runs the fundamental message being disseminated here, are poor because they are disgusting. They are poor because they are contemptible and ultimately dismissable excuses for human beings. Never suppose, we are being asked to believe, that any possible social or structural narrative exists or might exist that explains poverty from a wider perpective. People are poor because they are fucking animals. Look at them; just look at them.
And in such a fashion the narrative is constructed and the way prepared to facilitate the ongoing undermining and rolling-back of all those same social institutions that an understanding of the true nature of poverty originally allowed to develop. Tories and their fellow travellers had no global economic downturn to seize upon in those days, remember. They were content to take any opportunity to smooth the way for their preferred narrative that came their way.
This is why we should be rightly scornful of any calls not to ‘politicise’ the tragedy of Hillsborough. Here, as in so many cases, the truth has a political slant.
Well written and insightful. I commend your vision and language as much as I agree with your opinion
Brilliant analysis and commentary. Thank you!
thought provoking,
Excellent article
Apologies to anyone who took the phrase ‘South Yorkshire interpretation of events’ to refer to the wider community thereof rather than the police force in question, as was my intention. This was absolutely my failure of clarity; I’ve now amended the post to better reflect my intended meaning. Sorry for any offence inadvertently given.
Well said
Really enjoyed this, thanks for writing it. I just end up getting angry/upset about this stuff, nice to see someone who can put it into words!
When you look at history / citizenship type lessons, people should emerge from school evangelising for the NHS and so on. Instead we are queuing for new model mobile phones and tutting at people who haven’t got enough cash to get one. At the same time NHS gets dismantled and people look on and say that’s because it has been abused by scum.
A most eloquent and intelligent post.
As someone who grew up in Liverpool in the 80s and experienced first hand the ‘regional prejudice’ (as I like to call it) directed towards me and my friends during trips outside the city, dished out purely on account of our accents, I wholeheartedly agree.
One particular strength – if you’d want to call it that – of Kelvin Mackenzie & his ilk is the awareness of and ability to exploit certain very narrow distinctions of class identity within the fabric of British society – ones which the average broadsheet editor, and certainly the average Tory minister, wouldn’t even dream existed. What I think I was trying to get at is that Liverpool with its associations made it a very convenient focus for those tensions at the time, and that the feelings provoked could then be played upon in a much more non-regional fashion.