When the SWP can sell a paper in the shit bits of East London, I’ll consider this fight over.

This song, as much as I enjoy it, is almost as easily targeted at me and a good section of my comrades (and some cunts) as it is to the ruling class of Britain, and frankly I see that as a failure on our part.

Here is my two cents on this song for what its worth: I want to blast this at the central committee of the SWP and various other BORING Trot groups as evidence of exactly what the organised left is failing to do. I think this is a very direct and completely out of left field slap in the puss at the failure of the Left to engage with the British working class and also of our comfy wee circlejerk we have encased ourselves in. I honestly believe that one pissed off rap artist’s engagement with the anger in inner city communities with a catchy protest song will mean more than anything we could ever do thru a paper or an organised demonstration or effective challenges to the stifling union androcentric gerontocracy. 

“We’ve had it with you politicians
you bloody rich kids never listen
There’s no such thing as broken Britain
we’re just bloody broke in Britain”
^^^Taken out of context, these lyrics could just as easily apply to large sections of the left, in my mind. I think by steeping ourselves in internal organisation, we lose sight of the essential point that large sections of society are pissed off about being poor and being looked down on by the rest of society. I believe that a largely self-interested, top heavy, anally retentive Left is falling in to the very class divide we are trying to combat. Our alienating rhetoric and our grand visions are putting us on the same pedestal as the rest of the “bloody rich kids” that currently peddle their vision of society from Westminster.