Unkle Bob has gone.
Those who a few weeks earlier condemned him as a political dinosaur from the
70s that should be locked in the Tower and questioned whether he should be sunning
himself on a beach in Brazil (or wearing those shorts) with a strike looming are
now shedding crocodile tears while declaring what a great loss he is, how he
stuck to his principles and how respected he was. Now they reveal that he wasn’t the rabid Marxist
bully boy he was portrayed as but a polite if determined negotiator with strong
principles, it seems all you have to do is die and everyone loves you.
For myself I admired what he achieved at RMT but not the
methods he employed to achieve it, whoever his successor is will find him a
hard act to follow and no doubt they will suffer the same character assassination
attempts that he was subjected to. Bob was
four months younger than me, a reminder that we all have a date with the
undertaker and none of us know when it is.