Today I resigned from the Labour Party. The party I have been a member of for the best part of 20 years no longer exists, and I can’t in any good conscience pretend to support the one it has become.
The Labour Party has been part of my life since I was child, and I have supported it, campaigned for it, stood for it, and even loved it, for most of my life. I have done my best to help in the battle for Labour’s soul, but my Labour Party has now gone. I have reached the end of the road.
The controversy over regeneration in Haringey is a perfect example of the conflict at the heart of the Labour Party.
In their campaigns against the regeneration of some of the most deprived parts of the borough, those who now dominate Labour revealed an unforgivable willingness to exploit. They fought to keep people in positions of deprivation.
Why? To manufacture anger and hatred as fuel for their desired class war. I have nothing – nothing – but contempt for these politics, which only achieve keeping the downtrodden, downtrodden. These politics are immoral, are destructive, cause great harm to the poorest, and great harm to society, and they now dominate the Labour Party.
In recent weeks, Labour could not make a simple statement in support of those protesting for freedom in Iran. It couldn’t give a straightforward condemnation of a regime that stones people to death for adultery, publicly hangs gay people, and forces women by threat of criminal punishment to wear headscarves in public.
My Labour would see America is a necessary bulwark against Iran, yet the Labour we have sees Iran as a necessary bulwark against America. Then there is the moral deterioration within the organisation itself. I have seen members who have given entire lifetimes to the Labour Party, not just ignored or thrown by the wayside, but deliberately targeted with malicious complaints and oppressive disciplinary action for standing up to the hard Left.
I make no judgments against those who are staying, everyone has to tread their own path. But the party I supported is gone, and as hard as it is to do, it’s time for me to let go.