Author: Poetry Coalshed

Budget Balancing

The recent budget, 28th October 2026, was largely business as usual. Monies were moved around, a few concessions to the ever rising cost of living. The chancellor spoke, then the leader of the opposition feigned outrage at this farrago.

It was actually, very similar to one the opposition chancellor would have delivered if his had been the governing party.

Sticking plasters to staunch the bleeding from wallets and purses. Analgesics to dull the pain of flaring energy prices. As always a palliative exercise, leaving society seriously sick. What is required, of course, is major surgery to remove the malignancy, capitalism.

 

D. A.

France: what was it all about?

It’s a little too early to make any definitive appreciations of the recent demonstrations and riots which have spread across metropolitan France during the last five or weeks. Doubtless, readers of the blog will have seen the images of massive gangs of young people looting and setting fire to shops and attacking police dressed in riot gear. As is only to be expected, it’s the most violent scenes which have found their way onto the mainstream news; the fire which destroyed the Town Hall of Limoges being a case in point. On the other hand, the media also showed images of the enormous and well-ordered demonstrations by students who were more often than not accompanied by teachers and parents. There were demonstrations in small towns right across France which recalled in many ways the monster manifestations in defence of retirement pension of a few years ago.

 

Mysterious wreckers

Demonstrations are, of course, part and parcel of everyday life in France there being something of a deeply rooted culture of defiance common to the left and right. What was notable in this case was the massive presence of hooded and masked casseurs – vandals – uniformly dressed in black who were clearly operating in organised and one suspects disciplined mobs. These agents provocateurs incited the more disorganised groups of casual looters who are now found in all mass disorders breaking out across the globe.

 

Strangely enough these violent groups, sometimes known as the black bloc are rarely picked up by the police and arrested. Nobody knows who they are. They are used to maintain ordinary citizens at a cautious distance from their rights to free expression. Amazingly those conventional politicians who managed to find their way across the Parisian battlefield into the safe havens of the TV studios seem to be convinced that their membership consists of highly organised members of the ‘ultra-gauche’. (Earlier references to the black bloc seem to have been edited out of the official narrative).The designated culprit it would seem are what they call the ‘anti-fa’ (anti-fascist); heretofore a fantastical organisation which has miraculously put down solid roots in the USA. There they have – according to the official narrative – violently interrupted the work of Trump’s anti-immigrant agency and rendered the (strictly anti-constitutional) operations of the ICE goons problematic. One may ask, aren’t we supposed to be anti-fascist in a democracy?

 

Political ineptitude

For the point, of course, is that we are talking about a movement initiated and organised by kids ; high-school students to be precise. Consequently the maintaining of public order and the protection of protestors should run together. However, parents would do well to realize that the government at times seems to be applying the selfsame tactics cynically deployed against the gilets jaunes of a few years ago. This was a movement which was quite violently repressed in every sense of the term.

 

In the case of the students, however, a certain circumspection was in evidence in the days preceding the events of last Saturday even though some youngsters were roughed up, injured and arrested. It’s quite possible that something changed in the clumsy official response on Saturday 17 October. TV coverage insisted heavily upon the destruction of shops and public buildings, to the exclusion of the peaceful marches undertaken by school students and sympathisers. Up to a point, the authorities seem to have attempted to calm down the situation, although if anything Macron’s typically leaden televised address to the nation on Sunday made clear his crass insensitivity to the demands of the students – mentioned in passing – and to his incredible political ineptitude.

 

For the point is that once the tear-gas has wafted away, it will become evident that the students had drawn up an extremely intelligent and reasonable list of demands, demands which would give some substance to the egalitarianism established by the republican constitution and proclaimed above the façade of every single school lycée in France.

 

Neglected issues

To give effect to these aspirations, the students were asking for the urgent building of schools and for the renovation of ill-adapted and run-down premises. The recent and stifling heat waves which hit France over the summer saw school pupils attempting to tackle the baccalaureate exams in building lacking window blinds and adequate ventilation, as teachers and administrators ran around with water bottles to quench the thirst of distressed youngsters. In the winter many classrooms are freezing, ceilings are leaky and sanitary facilities are filthy. Many schools lack facilities to deal with students experiencing psychological problems often resulting from learning disabilities.

 

Other demands include a demand for a massive recruitment drive to deal with the shortage of trained teachers. The typically French drama of classes without teachers at the beginning of the school term is high on the list of preoccupations.  But teacher recruitment is difficult given stagnant wages and disaffection. Note that the hapless Minister of Education hurriedly pulled hundreds of trained teachers out of a standby status when the demonstrations started to tilt public opinion onto the side of the youngsters.

 

Other demands made by the students were nothing if not legitimate. Better student grants, subsidies to help with student accommodation, more places to be made available in the (increasingly run-down) universities, more student representation in schools and at long last, measures to reform the ludicrous and exhaustingly over-loaded school curriculum. More time to eat in the midday pause and so on and on. In short, these are measures which aim at the re-establishment of an equilibrium centred on student well-being; welfare measures and so on. In short, the kind of bread and butter issues neglected during the long and uncaring duration of Macron’s atrocious term in office.

MALCOLM MANSFIELD, PARIS

Political Pantoum No. 2

Class-ification

 

Socialism! I’ve let that pass

Being middle, while that seems to be

Best suited for the working class:

What can it have to do with me?

 

Being middle, while that seems to be

Just possibly worth espousing,

What can it have to do with me?

It’s for those in social housing.

 

Just possibly worth espousing,

Whereas I would be quite ill matched,

It’s for those in social housing.

While where I live, we’re all detached.

 

Whereas I would be quite ill matched,

Working hard, yet nothing’s surer,

While where I live, we’re all detached,

Progressively getting poorer.

 

Working hard, yet nothing’s surer,

Socialism! I’ve let that pass,

Progressively getting poorer,

Best suited for the working class.

 

D. A.

Having a Pop at Poppies

October, so poppies are blooming in shopping centres, superstores and pubs. “Lest we forget” runs an accompanying motto. However, seemingly martial amnesia is widespread. With the budget looming a continuing theme in the news is the apparently vital need for the government to increase military spending.

That there is a threat of war is not news for socialists who fully understand this is and will remain the case for as long as capitalism continues to exist. How many more cenotaphs bearing the endlessly added to lists of young people’s names who didn’t (never have and never will) die for king and country. They are those slaughtered when market competition becomes too acute.

There can be no war to end all wars, the First World War claim was confounded just twenty years or so after it ended. The only way to end war is to end capitalism.

D. A.

There’s news today…

An increasing likelihood of incursions from the north as Artic sea ice retreats as the globe warms. Then there’s the prospect of terror from the east. Tomorrow it will be the west perhaps, or the south.

Sovereignty is a provocation it seems, borders potential battle lines drawn up fluidly on maps. Nations are largely market stalls with traders competing, even fighting and stealing, for profit. Inhabitants are just customers, expendable for short term gains.

What is there here to be proud of, to be worth defending?

D.A.

 

 

 

 

 

Jackdaw Field

 

The Jackdaw’s Latin name is Corvus Monedula stemming from moneta – money. How appropriate for the gas field in the North Sea off Aberdeen that’s just been approved to begin extraction. A little more carbon in the changing climate is acceptable it appears.

Principles are ever flexible in capitalism, especially in the pursuit of profit. Disrupted supplies leading to increasing prices means commercial opportunity. A zero carbon target can be set aside if the market so demands.

The problem with energy, as with all commodities on sale, is its cost. Available for anybody, who can afford it that is. Otherwise rely on shivering as a way of keeping warm come winter. It make little material difference if energy is supplied by nationalised or privatised suppliers. Consumers must pay for their needs to be met or denied.

The only way price can be taken out of the equation, for gas and all commodities, so all needs can be met, is by removing the necessity for money through abolishing capitalism in favour of socialism.

Otherwise, continue to tolerate capitalism and keep paying the price.

D. A.

 

Political Pantoum No.1

Nationalist Vision

 

Nationalists are generally myopic

From looking through unfocused spectacles,

Speech incoherent and vitriolic.

Denying reason and raising hackles.

 

From looking through unfocused spectacles

The cause of common woes remain unseen,

Denying reason and raising hackles;

All foreigners are cast as being unclean.

 

The cause of common woes remain unseen,

Such is nationalism’s inanity,

All foreigners are cast as being unclean,

Though they’re of our common humanity.

 

Such is nationalism’s inanity,

Speech incoherent and vitriolic,

Though they’re of our common humanity,

Nationalists are generally myopic.

 

D. A.

Socialist Sonnet No. 250

Anti-speak

 

Sundering people by race, religion

Or some other such arbitrary means,

Brings its horrors to our doom scrolling screens:

Bombed-out news bytes from a bloodied region.

Who were victims become perpetrators,

Those once herded into camps will become

Herders, with power to strike their critics dumb

By framing them as virulent haters.

The persecuted dead will be recalled

By those who consider themselves chosen,

Their determination certain, frozen,

As if humanity has failed and stalled.

Not one state! Nor two states! A better call

To end war and terror, ‘No States At All!’

 

D. A.

Socialist Sonnet No. 249

Going through the Motions

 

Fine promises are all too glibly made

In a conference hall, filled with delegates

Gathered from the political estate,

Where future electoral plans are being laid.

All this nation’s ills are the fault, of course,

Of other parties, but power won’t be lost

With well thought through proposals, fingers crossed:

All delivered with rhetorical force.

The only real obstacle is the cost,

Because money’s always in short supply.

Profits remain sacrosanct, which is why

Though politicians try, markets won’t be bossed.

Conference approves what has been arranged

And then departs; yet nothing will have changed.

 

D. A.

Socialist Sonnet No. 248

Social Truth

 

‘What is truth?’ Is an immemorial

Question posed by Pilate, and still a sage

Query this secular social media age

That’s dominated by the spectacle.

Don’t let bare-faced fact tarnish an image

Fostered by some present day potentate,

Determined to determine others’ fates

As he pompously struts his national stage.

Meanwhile, red hobgoblins haunt the courts

Of public debate, their schemes and schisms

Practically confusing socialism

With nostrums, redundant and out of sorts.

While potentates will secure their capitals

For as long as the spectacle holds.

 

D. A.