The Guardian insists that we need truth now more than ever, at a time when we are led to believe that truth has been devalued wholesale. ‘Truth’, what is true, they say, is being destroyed; and that leads to a weakening and potential collapse of our civilisation.
I am not so sure that there was much truth being spread about in my childhood slums, or in the political world of the late 1940s and the 1950s. That is, if truth means honesty. Certainly the people who employed my parents and their fellow slum dwellers would have been lying about, or should we say hiding, what they paid, which meant you had to live in the cheapest and therefore poorest housing. You couldn’t live a decent and regular life on those kind of wages; and therefore cheap food, cheap rooms, and a cheapened life went with the economy that employed slum dwellers.
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I don’t know if there would have been much truth around in Great Britain, as it was then called, in relation to its empire, or Commonwealth. An empire presented as a great civilising force yet intent on giving colonial profits to white British people and their companies. Many stockholders would have profited from the robbery of lives that went hand-in-hand with profit seeking.
The British middle classes and their social betters who ran the show needed lying and cheating and denying, needed to have euphemisms at the ready to explain the paternalistic relationship they had with the working classes they exploited.
In education about history it was not feasible to describe the founders of modern capitalism as murderers of children and older workers who were consumed in the production of their products. It was just a necessary risk, and if the workers didn’t like it they could always go somewhere else, ran the argument.
One of the biggest landlords around Paddington and Notting Hill when I was a child was the Church of England. Notoriously they owned many of the brothels around Paddington station, making money from the sex trade to provide roses and other flowers for religious services to the politely denying. Religion has always been good at declaring that we help the weak and the poor with generous handouts but has never questioned the mockery of suffering and pain that hid under the surface of this apparently Christian nation.