To me the most telling expression in Allison Pearson’s joyful prose is the wonderful phrase “drop-kicked his Labour party back to its metropolitan madlands”, simply because it encapsulates a vital truth: the Labour Party is not native to Wales, it is no friend of Wales, and Wales cannot prosper – indeed, can barely be sure of its survival – unless and until its baleful influence can be brought to an end. They, not the Conservatives nor the Brexit Party, are the real enemy.
“Welsh strategic success” is a phrase you don’t hear very often, but in 1947 a group of independent Welsh steelmakers recognised that their small and fragmented industry could not compete internationally and so combined their resources to create the Steel Company of Wales. They developed a plan to create a huge modern integrated steelworks at Margam, Port Talbot, complete with its own port to enable imports of iron ore, and linked by rail to a series of tinplate works at Trostre, Llanelli (which opened in 1951) and Felindre, Swansea (opening in 1956).
What is it, exactly, about being in the United Kingdom that is bad for Wales and its people? What could we have outside it, that we can’t have inside it? And why?
In most political parties – with the possible exception of the Liberal Democrats – it is possible to identify people of principle and good faith. People who have a moral compass and some intellectual nous; people who, while they may not agree on everything among themselves, understand the times they live in and have some idea how they might be made better.