Monday, 30 January 2017

Let's Talk about Politics

Even the title of this post already fills me with dread. I know I am no way qualified to talk about politics, but in this day and age with the media storm that surrounds politics all over the world, who really is qualified to talk about politics anymore?

What can I say except sigh and throw my hands up in the air in true exasperation? Everyone knows the situation, it feels like the apocalypse has come, Donald Trump is President, Theresa May is a wet blanket, the opposition in Jeremy Corbyn's Labour party is useless, the NHS is going to shit and the only two lights in the darkness are Sadiq Khan, Mayor of London and my favourite politician, Justin Trudeau, but even they can't seem to stop this chaos.

When Trump was elected I was disappointed, but then what was the alternative? Clinton wasn't much of a better candidate, and none of the other options for Republican or Democrat nominee was a good practical choice either. The same could be said over here, both the Tory and Labour leadership races had no real candidate of personality shining through. So when did all our politicians get so boring? And why are we surrounded by more of the same middle/ upper-class white men (and occasionally women) who couldn't organise a piss up in a brewery and have the personality of a dirty sponge. Why does it seem that there are simply no other options?

Love Trumps Hate
In a fabulous world where we are progressing by the day towards a future of freedom and equality, why does it suddenly feel so archaic? Trump's ruling on women's abortions and the Muslim ban announced this week are so similar to the Augustan rule over 2000 years ago that the similarities aren't even funny anymore. Women are suppressed and being told how to live their lives by someone unqualified to do so echoing back to Augustus' familial laws introduced to promote family growth and prevent adultery. While the regulation of people entering the country is so similar to the restrictions of those who could live in the eternal city of Rome it is scary. Why are we making less progress in 2017 than citizens of the ancient world in 18BC? It might be the classics student in me, but frankly, I'm not okay with these comparisons, I could go on.

So what can we do? It might feel futile for an ordinary, everyday person like you and me who are so overwhelmed by what is happening that all you want to do is curl up and hide in a corner until it is all over. We've gotta stay strong and it is really the little things that will make the world of difference. Go to that protest march, sign that petition, make your voice heard, retweet that hashtag on Twitter, tell your friends about that article you saw on Facebook, keep talking and tell everyone who will listen to spread the word. Yes, these people may have been voted for, but I didn't vote for them and I don't agree with them, He is not my President, She is not my Prime Minister, They do not represent me. If we can call this democracy, and we have a right to it, then surely we have a right to protest and be heard.

He is not my President, She is not my Prime Minister, They do not represent me
However, the most important thing in this is to love each other. Love each other as we have been doing all our lives. Don't judge people on their views and opinions, everyone has a reason for why they think and act the way they do, love them anyway, it's the only way we can hope to repair our countries and relations with the rest of the world. Hold hope that love can mend us piece by piece, for it is all we can do right now. But like I said, how am I qualified to talk about politics anyway?

Lots of love to you all my dear readers, from the bottom of my heart.

Have a good week my loves!

Lots of Love, Kate xxx

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