
This Saturday will mark the 1st anniversary of the death of Bashir Ahmad, MSP for Glasgow and the first ever and as of yet only member of the Scottish Parliament who is of an ethnic minority.
I was going to blog about this on Saturday but I'm away for a long weekend so doubt I will be able to blog again until Monday.
There is a lot to say about the lack of politicians from under-represented communities (and whilst you may not need people from a community to represent you it certainly helps to show that you are part of the democratic process) but the thing which always struck me about Bashir was more basic acts of humanity.
I said this before at the time of his death but it is well worth saying again because in a political environment like Scotland's post-2007 where the political dynamic can be so vitriolic and so negative, so often, it is worth remembering a man who crossed party political boundaries.
On my first day in the parliament I remember attending a committee meeting. In fact, the more you learn about parliament, the more you realise that these are actually incredibly important in scrutinising legislation, but at the time I didn't quite appreciate that and I must have looked incredibly bored.
I remember that during an interval Bashir, clearly realising this, came up to me and chatted away. It's a very small thing, but these basic acts of kindness are all to rare in politics.
At the time I imagine he didn't know who I was or what I party I was a member of but that changed fairly quickly but his attitude did not. I would bump into him on the Glasgow - Edinburgh train quite often and he would always not just offer but demand that I get in the taxi with him to the Parliament.
He couldn't walk due to ill health. I had no such excuses, but that wasn't an issue for him and it was the same with is insistence of buying me a drink on every train journey. Protesting was really not an option.
Since, then I'm frequently disappointed (including in myself at times) at how devoid of morality and basic decency politics can be, a fact which is even more incredible when you think of the moral crusades that so many people claim to enter politics because of.
Yet it didn't mean he wasn't fiercely political, he was in fact the most evangelical nationalist I've ever met. I remember the last time I spoke to him was at a fundraiser for Gaza after the Israeli strikes and after a fairly long chat about what was happening and me trying in vain to persuade him that being a small country would make it harder to have influence in international issues simply turned to me and said:
"Yousuf, when are you going to join the SNP?"
God loves a trier I suppose. And a trier he was, until the end.
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