I can still boss people around. I can still write. I can still read. I can still eat, and I can still have very strong views.
In the grip of a neurological disorder, I am fast losing control of words even as my relationship with the world has been reduced to them.
I was born in 1948, so I'm a '60s kid, and in the '60s everyone talked all the time, endlessly, about socialism versus capitalism, about political choices, ideology, Marxism, revolution, 'the system' and so on.
Social democrats are characteristically modest - a political quality whose virtues are overestimated. We need to apologise a little less for our shortcomings and speak more assertively of achievements. That these were always incomplete should not trouble us.