The Death of Labour ; a Party Born to Give Hope to the Poor, the Forgotten and the Marginalised Is Now a Bloated Corpse, Now a Bloated Corpse, Poisoned by the Pursuit of Power and the Vanity and Greed of Its Architects. And It's in Scotland Where the New Labour Project the New Labour Project Will Finally Be Buried Will Finally Be Buried [Scot Region]

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ON a bitter Hogmanay in 1866, wee James was late for his work as a Glasgow baker's delivery-boy. Aged ten, and the only wageearner in the family, he had been up most of the night tending his ill wee brother and their mother, who was big with child.

He was at once summoned by his employer, into the grandeur of a dining-room that reeked deliciously of coffee. The huge mahogany table, surrounded by the baker's plump family, was loaded with unimaginable luxuries.

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The Death of Labour ; a Party Born to Give Hope to the Poor, the Forgotten and the Marginalised Is Now a Bloated Corpse, Now a Bloated Corpse, Poisoned by the Pursuit of Power and the Vanity and Greed of Its Architects. And It's in Scotland Where the New Labour Project the New Labour Project Will Finally Be Buried Will Finally Be Buried [Scot Region]

'Boy, this is the second morning you have been late,' said the boss. 'I therefore dismiss you - and, to make you more careful in the future, I have decided to fine you a week's wages. And now you may go.' 'That night, the baby was born,' James Keir Hardie would recall many years later, 'and the sun rose on January 1, 1867, over a home in which there was neither fire nor food.'

A quarter of a century later, in West Ham South on August 3, 1892, Hardie was elected as the very first Labour MP. He never saw a Labour government, yet he fathered a mod...

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