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The Chunt-Issue 04- July 2012

 

 

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As one who is old enough to experience life in the UK under Margaret Thatcher as well as her legacy in the following decades, I went to see The Iron Lady with the anticipation that it would shed some light on the woman so dominant in my formative years (after my Mother, Grandmother and female school teachers). I had heard charges that this film was too sympathetic to a woman who was perceived as an uncaring, insensitive monster by many, especially in Scotland, where the majority did not vote her into power. My views on her politics are as complex as this country’s system of government and I tried to leave those at the ticket booth before watching this film.

It opens with a frail, widowed Mrs Thatcher buying a pint of milk and paper at a grocer’s  shop,  harking back to her days on the other side of the counter at her father’s small business. Working in retrospect, Phyllida Lloyd walks us through Margaret’s life via jarring memories in a fug of senile disorientation. I would have preferred that these flashbacks were  few and far between as they were over-dramatic, oversimplified and seemed like Channel 5 were handed the directorial baton and told to churn out a limp, caricature-filled afternoon TV movie. Even Meryl Streep’s portrayal fell short during these snippets, failing to show the intensity of the Iron Lady’s stare and the cutting force of her authoritarian bearing. Streep is more powerful and moving as the rust-encrusted, elderly stateswoman suffering hallucinations- involving spritely and touching dialogue with Jim Broadbent as a mischievous Dennis Thatcher. There was no schadenfreude on my part in watching the demise of this once powerful woman. I would not wish this illness on anyone or their families. However, it was fascinating to see her being treated like a petulant child by her carers as well as being locked in by her Special Branch armed guards while she still occasionally demonstrated the stubborn fervour and stern philosophy that had propelled her into power.

This was not a fitting biopic for such an imposing presence in 20th Century world politics. It was bereft of the power, spirit and determination that Margaret Thatcher showed throughout her years in power. It failed to adequately show the heights of her megalomania as well as the extent that the country, then her party, poured scorn on her style of leadership.  At the end of the film, I felt I learned nothing that I had not experienced myself at the time of her governance. The best sections of the film showed the human mortality of a proud woman,demonstrating that no matter how powerful we are, we cannot lead ourselves away from our own decline. My opinion of Thatcher the politician had not changed nor had my sympathies towards her personality. If the film had as much power as the eponymous Lady, then maybe this would have had more impact on me.

Get it in your wallet

Get one in your wallet.

A few weeks ago, Wang Yue, a 2 year old girl from Guangdong province in Southern China was run over and left to die at the side of the street by numerous passers-by.  She was then run over again, ignored again and eventually moved to the side of the road by a kindly bin man. Wang Yue sadly dying in the care of doctors, who could do nothing to help. This shocking tale of leaving a fellow human being, a child in fact, to bleed to death at the side of the road, shocked all of us with an innate sense of decency. However, this is a common occurrence: every day, thousands of people die in their hospital beds, the doctors at a loss to act due to ordinary healthy people passing by these invisible victims of our own ignorance and apathy. This lack of organ donation is a severe problem and is now, with huge advances in medical science, the only limiting factor in saving another’s life. In the US, an average of 18 people die every day waiting for donor organs.

A huge NHS witing list that we can do something about

In the caring, sharing, free health service providing UK, the situation is just as dire. Currently only around 15 million people in the UK have opted themselves or their children into organ donation: that’s a mere 20% of the population. The situation is so desperate that there is talk of covering the funeral expenses of donors, effectively paving the way for a cash-for-organs culture.  This sad state of affairs in our already overly materialistic world seems like a last resort to tempt the ignorant into a tit-for-tat, what’s-mine-is-mine exchange. Why should someone give up their precious organs for free after they die?

Despite what you may have heard down the local, none of the major religions forbid organ donation. None of the great religious texts  disallow it, probably because major thoracic surgery was not a widely used procedure 2000-5000 years ago. Religious leaders even actively encourage organ donation- and why not? What could pave your way to heaven faster than altruistically saving someone’s life by literally giving a part of yourself? The Jewish faith sees it as every follower’s active duty to donate their organs after they die and the Catholic Church as well as Islam portray it as an act of charity. The only caveats lie in Islam, where written consent of the donor or next of kin must be provided (which is in accordance with current UK legislation); Jehova’s Witnesses, who need the blood drained from donated organs before donating or receiving and the Shinto and Romany beliefs where it is forbidden but still up to the conscience of the individual believer. Since two thirds of the UK claimed to be religious in the 2011 census, then they should do as their God, Pope, Minister, Pundit, Rabbi or Imam commands and sign up for the godly act of organ donation.

As for the rest of the country, who claim to follow no religion, they have no excuse either. The phrase “you can’t take it with you” should be ringing in their ears when their pen hovers over the consent form. Some superstitious people may think that they may need their organs after they die. Ricky Gervais’s sidekick, Karl “An Idiot Abroad” Pilkington, claimed that he would donate all of his organs after death but would hesitate about donating his eyes as he doesn’t want to be “a blind ghost bumping into stuff”.  Now, I can’t tell you what happens to you after you die. I suppose we’d better wait and see (or not). What I do know is that here and now, on this Earth that we share with seven billion other souls, there are people who need our organs, bundles of tissue that will rot in the ground or be burnt in a furnace after our deaths.  By not donating, we are effectively waving a tourniquet in front of a bleeding patient, throwing it in the bin and then walking off into the distance, whistling, never to be seen again. If we ask for money for our organs then we are dangling the same tourniquet and saying to our poor bleeding friend, “Ooh, it’s going to cost you”

A stark and simple choice

Lack of advertising may also be to blame for the shortfall  but everyone is acutely aware of organ donation by some means . Every doctors’ surgery has the posters up; every driving licence application form has the option; TV and radio campaigns foghorn it out regularly. The registration process is screamingly easy: write down your name and address and tick a few boxes. If that’s too hard, carry a card. I think the only way forward would be to switch to an opt-out system, where anyone who would like to do so would have to write a letter to their GP, stating why they would like to selfishly hang onto their organs and potentially put several lives at grave risk. In the meantime, go to https://www.organdonation.nhs.uk and get on that organ donor register. There is no earthly excuse not to.