For just as the left refuses to acknowledge the crucial importance of Thatcher's womanhood, it also refuses to acknowledge that in the 1970s it was the unions, not the Tories, who were eager to reduce the power of the state, and exercise power from their own fiefdoms instead. Britain at that time was more egalitarian than it had ever been before or since. Instead of building steadily on that happy position, the non-parliamentary politicians of the (seemingly) powerful unions carried on pushing too hard, too fast, creating the messy and unpredictable conditions that heralded their rout. The fact that this is still seen in some quarters as a contestable opinion, rather than a simple description of what actually happened, is in itself an indictment of the left's inability to respond to Thatcherism in the wider context that it helped to create. It prefers to remain ad hominem, to tramp the dirt down on the wicked witch. It's actually a bit pathetic.
I'll be on the streets to mark Thatcher's passing next Wednesday. I felt great happiness and relief at her demise as a national leader. But that was in 1990, 23 long years ago. When Thatcher is viewed as a politician, the great London event that has been made of her funeral doesn't make sense at all, and is a slap in the face of the democratic system. Only when Thatcher is viewed as a woman does she become absolutely unique, worthy of a singular, atypical, break-all-the-rules historical splash.
On Wednesday, I'll be saluting her as a woman: a woman who had to prove her dominance over the men in her party only to be used by them, then discarded; a woman who still draws the fire and the ire away from the hundreds in parliament who stood behind her policies, and the millions among the population who voted for her.