Today’s statement by
the First Minister to the effect that Welsh ministers will not be puppets over
Brexit somehow inexplicably reminded me of some lines from a poem
by the late Harri Webb:
“…but if you ignore him
he’ll squawk and squawk
and fly into a fearful
rage
and rattle the bars of
his pretty cage
but he won’t get out, he’ll
never try it,
and a cloth on the cage
will keep him quiet…”
Other than squawking,
just what does the First Minister propose to do? From 1959, when Harri wrote the poem, until 2016, little seems to have changed
for Welsh Labour.
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It is all very silly, but then the Sennedd as a whole is seldom happier than when contributing to debate on issues that it has no real competence to address.
It is a most depressing situation. The Assembly has significant powers and it is so frustrating to see the continued impotence of the Labour administration. There is so much it could do.
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