Daughter and I went to a stand up to racism rally at Cardiff uni tonight. I sometimes feel these events are more about making ourselves feel better than actually achieving anything. But it was good, all the speakers were articulate and daughter came away inspired. It did feel like being back in the 70s, with rock against racism and the like. This is where we are now.
After the calamitous events in America overnight it was hard to do anything today. It’s not just that my choice didn’t win but that someone so fundamentally unqualified for the job gets it, makes you think “what’s the point of any of it?”
But had to work on a course today which was actually distracting enough. And Bruno was still here, needing affection & walks & food.
Thank goodness British politics isn’t as divisive & poisonous as this eh?
After the tragedy of June 23rd the country has very quickly descended into farce, as Marmitegate attests. 2016 is so Kafkaesque now that Kafka would have dismissed it as too injust and random. I am practically snorting this stuff now by the hour to get through.
But hopefully not out
Voted Remain today. For me the choice has been largely a vote against a shockingly racist, backward looking, angry, anti-intellectual, small minded Leave campaign (not all Leave voters fall in this category, but wow, far more do than I had ever realised). I feel for people such as my daughter who can’t vote but will be impacted on this far more than older voters who will vote leave.
It’s caused me a good deal of anxiety over the past few weeks. It has been for more hate fuelled than a general election campaign and has left me wondering just what sort of country I live in. Hopefully some normality (eg a politician won’t boast ‘I don’t listen to experts’) will resume after today and it will be a Remain victory.
This isn’t the place to go into the whole eu referendum, but Vote Leave seem to have the BIGGEST signs. I’m surprised by the number of them in Wales, which does pretty well out of the EU
The obligatory polling day shot. Had three different votes to cast today. It was, as is often the case on voting day, a gloriously sunny day.
Lots of pamphlets in the post today urging me to choose them as next Labour leader. After seeing the Scottish referendum in action I vowed to vote for hope if I got the chance, and Corbyn represents that.
But UK politics requires you to perform mental gymnastics sometimes & not choose who you want but rather the option who people you probably don’t like might vote for.
Daughter and I went into town today to join an anti-austerity march. She is quite interested in politics and this was her first march. It was quite small, and the shoppers looked at us like freaks, but it was good to introduce her to the idea of protest.
Then afterwards we had a liquid nitrogen prepared ice cream and went to the museum. So, quite a varied day.