Parliament’s Opening 1st July 2011
Monday, June 6th, 2011By Ian Hamilton
Jeannette and I have been invited to the Opening. Let me now praise famous men.
First there’s The Right Honourable The Lord Robertson of Port Ellen.
The Right Honourable
The Lord Robertson of Port Ellen
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The Lord Robertson of Port Ellen at the Pentagon, June 2001.
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10th Secretary General of NATO.
If his photo comes up blank it doesn’t matter.
George Robertson started as a nuclear protester. Then he became a Labour politician, including Secretary of State for War.
He was Secretary General of Nato when Iraq was invaded.
Lord Robertson of Port Ellen is a Success. He is now director of many companies.
Then there’s the Right Honourable Tony Blair.
If his photo comes up blank it doesn’t matter.
He joined the Labour Party, changed its name to New Labour and took us into the Iraq War.
The dead are uncounted.
Five Million children orphaned……(Official figure.)
Tony Blair is a Success. His fortune is now Five Million Pounds, £1 for each orphan. In his House there are many mansions, as his God will tell you.
Then there is John MacCormick. He was a founder of the Home Rule movement. He funded my taking of the Stone. He sued the Queen for calling herself E 11 R. For this he lost his job when his legal partners threw him out.
He died believing himself a Failure.
He dreamed of a State Opening of Parliament such as we have been invited to.
Enough to know he dreamed and is dead, but not enough for me.
I write out these words, for they could have been his words and the words of the generations who have gone unheeded before us.
We Saw A Vision
In the darkness of despair we saw a vision,
We lit the light of hope and it was not extinguished.
In the desert of discouragement we saw a vision.
We planted the tree of valour and it blossomed.
In the winter of bondage we saw a vision.
We melted the snow of lethargy and the river of resurrection flowed from it.
We sent our vision aswim like a swan on the river. The vision became a reality.
Winter became summer. Bondage became freedom and this we left to you as your inheritance.
O generations of freedom remember us, the generations of the vision.
- Liam Mac Uistin (Poem in the Garden of Remembrance, Dublin)
So lived and died John MacDonald MacCormick and a few of his generation giving hope to me and to those who have come since.