When I began blogging I didn’t intend to blog about ‘politics’ and ‘issues’. Over the past few months through my own work I’ve been increasingly concerned about the impact of the spending cuts. I’ve also ‘met’ some amazing bloggers struggling with difficult situations, I’ve been moved by the weight bloggers have put behind. I feel I can speak to fellow bloggers.
Today, I went on a demonstration, it’s not really me, I’d rather fire off an emails. I went today because, frankly, it was important to the rest of the team I work with. I took Noo and fed him chocolate biscuits as a bribe for sticking it out; he enjoyed the clapping bits.
It was one of those demonstrations where you sort of stand in one place, we stood outside the City Hall before a crucial budget meeting on spending cuts was about to begin. It was about saying we are concerned about this, very concerned.
The crowd was addressed by various speakers, some of whom referred to us as ‘Comrades’ which makes me go all Middle Class from Kent (which I am) and I kind of switch off an start thinking about Waitrose or Boden or something.
But one speaker inspired me. She had never spoken in public before and worked for a respite service. She worked with children with special needs and challenging behaviour, whom she described as ‘the most beautiful children in the world’, she was emotive and clearly passionate about her work. Her service faced closure, something unacceptable to both staff and the families using the service and so they stood together and fought and won.
It is possible (you can find a link to it here)
The next speaker began and I was back with Waitrose. Then I zoned back in because his point was joining strands together. The strength to be gained in joining individual strands together to create something stronger.
Today, the budget proposals that so concerned the group that demonstrated have been passed, but that doesn’t make it OK. It doesn’t mean that we shouldn’t stand up and say we don’t agree. Things can change.
I’m glad I did. I was proud to ‘demonstrate’ that this whole issue of spending cuts is important. This is anything but simplistic, I don’t have answers and I struggle with the economics of it all.
It’s easy to go all ‘Waitrose’ and zone out. But it affects all of us, loss of services we might not be directly using, but maybe services that our friend’s child with special needs uses, or an elderly Auntie, or our neighbours. Services we take from granted such as the police. The police are losing around 10% of their budget. Imagine, losing 10% of your household income?
I guess, what I’m saying is, just give it some thought and if I can persuade you to do something, get involved anywhere, even crossing the road to stand at the edge of a demonstration and just listen and add weight of numbers. Consider it. The more strands that join together the strong the message becomes.
There is a march on Saturday 26th March in Central London organised by the TUC (click
I won’t be going, but the team I work with will. I saw a great quote on Twitter ‘I wanted to change the world but I couldn’t find a babysitter’ it applies. (Many thanks Vicky – please check out her wonderful resource for parents and kids Little legends by clicking here and follow her on twitter @vickywood).
This is me trying to do my bit. If your still here at the end – Thank you for reading, you also deserve a chocolate biscuit x
Post Script 11th March
This Post is included in Ella’s Notes from Home Friday Carnival on Activism – Pop over and check out the other entries.
Since writing this post I have been very moved by all the comments and have made a decision to attend the March for the Alternative on 26th March (child and all)