Oh to be left alone

The Swinging Sixties were not very swinging in Wales. I don't need to remind the historians and cognoscenti amongst you of the three events that shook Wales to its core but if Tryweryn, Aberfan and the Investiture of the Prince of Wales (all man made disasters that could have been avoided) didn't put the cap on it, was it not so surprising that it took another ten years to see the results of this at the polling booth. 1979, a mere decade after Carlo's bethroning at Caernarfon and a confused and divided people who had been munched up in World War 2 were asked whether they wanted a Welsh Assembly. The results really do speak for themselves. I was 13 at the time and the stirrings of my slavering, rabid Welsh nationalism were sown in this year. 
It took another 18 years for a defeated people ( traumatised by Thatcher's Decade and her defeat of the NUM and Arthur Scargill in 1984/85) to engender just enough interest to vote for a Welsh Assembly in 1997 and whilst it might have been a very good morning in Wales, around the world were the stirrings of events that would lead to the toppling of the Twin Towers in New York in 2001. In the 17 years since then Wales has essentially been a by-stander on the World Stage. I am trying to amass my thoughts whilst writing and am wondering what it will take for the Welsh people and the Welsh Nation to unify and take on the insidious might of Monarchy & Westminster. I hear this word sovereignty bandied about and it was a word that UKIP used to such an effect in the Referendum vote of 2016 and now look at them.

The Council elections and results yesterday were reminiscent of two dinosaurs fighting. As you may me aware I am rather partial to a bit of profanity so cover your ears. F*****g Conservative & F****** Labour were at it again with no clear winner. Similar to America we are victims to the Big Beasts of the two party system and with this first past the post nonsense it doesn't give any of the others much of a look in. The two party state is a monolith and people are no longer excited by the class war of Conservatism and Labour.  I suspect that like most people, they just want to be left alone but if there is one thing more certain in the modern age, you are not going to be left alone and by ere is a little poem I wrote about being left alone.