Dancing round the living room to the songs of my youth, the anarcho-punk-pop anthems of Carter, the Stuffies, the Poppies, Prodigy, the tunes that sing to all the greebos, crusties, goths, metalheads, ravers....all the old school heroes from a time when we felt that in spite of everything going on in the World, we would be alright, we could make it alright, we were unbeatable and we would tear up the world and remould it into something better. That the fractured ideologies of our parents and grandparents would be shown to be the imperialistic, arrogant, wasteful dogma that we could all see it was. Thatcher had gone, and her legacy had been replaced by a bright new era of open politics fronted by someone that appeared to be approachable. How wrong we were. For many of us are parents and grandparents are gone, our children don't know who Thatcher was, and yet we still destroy our environment, we still live in a World fractured by inequality, we still believe that science will come up with the solutions for us and that we don't need to worry any more.
How has this situation been allowed to happen? How are we now more concerned by who did what to whom on some innane TV show than we are in how many people live in abject poverty? Did we become innured to images of suffering through the famines in Africa during the '80's? Are we overwhelmed by the atrocities that have happened, and continue to happen in our lifetimes, in Kosovo, the balkan states, the middle east, africa, asia, even nearer to home in a society where our most vulnerable are afraid to turn on their heating in winter in case they can't afford the fuel bills next year? Something is very seriously rotten, and not just in the state of Denmark.....
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