By Malcolm. Muggeridge
Half 1 of Malcolm Muggeridge's autobiography
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Ladies and gentlemen, I ’m here to-night . ; the ladies and gentlemen not particularly responsive, apart from an occasional planted heckler. Finally, the climax: polling day, with hosts of Conservative cars, and our occasional Austin Seven. Lurking outside the polling stations with an impossible assignment to count the Labour voters; he looks like one, she looks like one - excuse me Sir, Madam. Not a seduction now, but rather the opposite; making off - Good-bye, it’s been wonderful, I ’ll never forget, I’ll call you, I ’l l .
I often sat up with my mother waiting for my father’s return from political meetings and municipal activities in which he was heavily engaged. Most evenings he was out. There was a certain tension in the air, a sense of impending drama. She resented, I knew, my father’s absence night after night, and, as I dimly understood, suspected that he did not necessarily tell her precisely where and with whom he had been. She felt excluded from all this part of his life; in his eyes, far the most important and significant part.
Dusky faces under judicial wigs; maces where studded clubs might be more appropriate; ‘On a point of order,’ and other such parliamentary plainsong, intoned in Orientalised English, with the words racing musically after one another, attributable, I have often thought, to the fact that the early teachers of English in these lands were often Welsh missionaries. Likewise in the U SSR I have been fortunate enough to witness the gathering of what English news papers like to call Soviet MPs; observed their rapture as Stalin addressed them; watched the supervisory policemen timing their applause when he had finished to make sure it reached the regulation seven and a half minutes; seen how when a resolution is put to them, each hand is raised in perfect unison.