Margaret Thatcher died last night. Once upon a time the practice was to respect the recently deceased even if we didn't like them, reflecting the idea the God, not ourselves is the judge.
However, in these barbarous days, everyone is giving free character assessments and venting their obsessions, completely disregarding the feelings of her family. We live in ugly times.
Obituaries will come, but I just read a piece by Peter Hitchens, using his style of making a point by painting a picture. He regards Mrs Thatcher as neither a saint nor a devil and manages to occupy the middle ground that the breathless news reporters tell us is empty. He does seem to have a high regard for her, as did his brother Christopher. It must be one of the few things they agreed about.
Anyway, I think the article by Peter Hitchens which is linked above is worth reading.
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