It should have been a great decade for the European left – what happened?
A fabulous proportion of thinking people woke up this morning, or stayed-up last night, to the news we’d feared – indeed knew in our guts we would hear.
Harking back to another morning on 24th June 2016, when the same people woke up and stared incredulously at the radio – they’ve done what?
Having failed to get us then, thwarted by thinking people who had legal and political strings to pull, the 42 months in-between have been so mind-numbingly sad that so many just wanted it over. And the Conservatives knew it.
“Get Brexit Done” again and again, stated as if it was a foregone conclusion.
That Brexit was somehow an overdue chore, and not a seriously bad decision, based on media lies, white-van man type rubbish, pub talk rubbish – together with some thoroughly mistaken idea of what the UK’s place in the world ‘should’ be – or even what we’re capable of doing these days, especially on our own.
Nicola Sturgeon should really try and get Scotland away from the UK, and remain in Europe – but then, that’s been her plan all along. And good luck to them.
For us remaining, I wonder if I’ve missed some obvious point, somehow. Has no-one read anything even remotely serious in these past years? About land grabs, corporate lobbying, offshore tax havens, cheats, lies?
A lot of the Twitter stuff I’m reading today is revolving around Corbyn. Quite honestly there are two far, far bigger stories out there: one facing the other.
Either a lot of voters thought “get Brexit done” was worth ditching an excellent Labour manifesto for,
or: The country is SO FULL of mindless arseholes that actually had NO REAL CLUE what they were truly doing.
Neither is a stance I would have liked paraded across the globe on behalf of the UK. What a fucking mess.
Carrot mania: shoppers in a frenzy over Aldi’s plush toy Kevin
Pathological consumption has become so normalised that we scarcely notice it. By George Monbiot, published in the Guardian 11th December 2012 There’s nothing they need, nothing they don’t own already, …
Source: The Gift of Death
York shop bans cheesy Christmas music for sake of staff
I think it was this time last year I was ranting about Slade’s Christmas hit, and how I found it terminally depressing as it paraded itself across our ears for (what? The next seven weeks?) – seems I wasn’t alone.
I never expected to go viral just for saying billionaires shouldn’t exist
So, yeah . . . 46 million eligabe to vote in the UK, of which 17.5 million said “leave the EU”. (Actually one third of the electorate).
So the rest either didn’t vote, or voted “stay”.
And the majority of the leave voters based their decision on pub talk, on the lies and filth pedalled by The Daily Mail, and chats with their mates in the van.
Not quite the informed and considered decision that was needed really.
On the 18th January 2010, I blogged here that cycling on Pavements was the only safe way forward at the time. Just stand by a painted cycle-lane on a busy road (so, all of the UK then) – look at the speed, the vehicle sizes, the behaviour of the motorised traffic – what’s your first thought as a potential cyclist? It’s “Noooooooooo . . . . . ”
“Dealing with a busy road” advice includes: Assertiveness – ride with the traffic, not in the gutter, it includes wearing hi-vis, helmets, light yourself-up like a Christmas tree.
It makes me wonder if some drivers need to consider their eyewear options – isn’t a person on a bike big enough to see?
I remember typing – I wanted Mrs Jenkins to be quite able to pop onto her bike and cycle down to the corner shop – in normal clothes. I wanted Toby to get to school safely, not secured down in an enormous fashion-wagon, spewing exhausts out as it sits in the jams of other Tobys and Melissas – all heading for the some Ofsted graded emporium five miles away.
You see, what happens is the Cyclists that do brave the streets adopt guerrilla tactics, they see the motorised road users as ‘the enemy’ and behave accordingly. Consequently the motorised road users find these ‘Assertive’ cyclists much more of a nuisance – because they are!