Beginnings and endings are never easy, and if they are they aren’t truly an end or a beginning, anything other that does not include pain, anxiety, fear, and trepidation with a handful of excitement is just a continuation dressed up in revolutionary clothes, an imposter.
The term revolution is too often misinterpreted especially by those connected to political ideologies,
Revolution simply means a turning, a whirling, an about change from one position to the opposite position.
I believe that we are in revolution now, and have been since 2008. The banking crisis, the credit crunch flicked that switch, and revolutionary wheels have been turning ever since, political, social, economic and cultural revolutions are happening everywhere where that global disease capitalism reached, it turned bad, and became toxic as it was always destined to do.
The greed, and recklessness manifested itself through a banking system but like any virus, it has morphed, changed, and become resilient, and has been inflicting sickness ever since. Governments, and nation states have attempted to quell the sickness with the medicine they call ‘austerity’, the medicine has not worked and the wheels are turning, change is happening,
Revolution is in process.
This Revolution like all historians will tell you is slow and most of us are unwittingly watching without seeing it, we have no control over this. A revolution created by cowardice and greed has created fools out of those that were once seen as clever, and vice-versa.
The curious case of Emmanuelle Macron and Donald Trump: the fool that is leader of the free world, and the elite political European intelligentsia in the form of Emmanuelle Macron is now a diminished fool at the hands of bricklayers, factory workers, farmers, and low paid public sectors wearing High Vis vests.
In the United Kingdom a joke in and of itself - the old man of social democracy that stands outside the home of the British Parliament; Oliver Cromwell can no longer be seen the scaffolding holding up the decrepit building has obscured him. Meanwhile what is on the inside is rotting, a Government tearing itself apart, with no ideas, and no sense of its self injury, or the injuries it has caused its own population, the poorest are hungry, homeless, un-educated, and in poor health, while the wealthiest are stuffing the gold of the nation into all of their orifices, ready to flee with if things don’t go their way.
Simultaneously the opposition is conducting a civil war between the neo-liberal leeches that have used the Labour party to cling onto the backs of Britain’s working class, those in London have done this in order to remove those working class people, to change the demographic through the ‘woke’ young middle class empty vessels, making all the noise but are devoid of anything interesting or that looks like scruples, a misstep by the New Labour neo-liberals because the ‘woke’ are now a brigade and strengthening another group of political elites on the left.
The Labour party was once filled by workers but they have been replaced by ‘wokers’.
The ‘woke brigade’ know little and care less about people anywhere outside of the 5 mile Charing Cross City Mapper instruction. Yet have infinite knowledge about the last 2,000-year turbulent history of the Middle East, and know nothing of the poor clinging onto the sides of the United Kingdom in places like Southend, Thanet, and Sheerness, Mansfield, Stoke on Trent, The Welsh Valleys, Middlesbrough, and Cornwall.
It is difficult for the woke brigade to have empathy with these places and people, because they despise them, the Woke Brigade in truth are just another flavour of the middle class, imposters and a reverse narrative of Mark Twain’s Prince and the Pauper, the ‘Wokers’ are Princes occupying elite space while dressed from ‘the ghetto’ via Wavy Clothing, with the Communist Manifesto only slightly but fashionably curated peeking out of their £200 backpacks.
And yet the revolution is still happening, left, right, and centrist stupidly speeding it up without understanding it, and all of them think they are winners. In truth this revolution is unstable, and unstoppable, it may take another 40 years, and what we will end up with no one has any idea, the centrists want a #PeoplesVote but with clear stipulation of who the ‘People’ are, with subtle but fierce definitions of who are - not people. Gammons are not people, old people are not people, poor people are not people, people who work in Warehouses are not people, and people who have not been to University are not people, these centrists are looking back to the Roman Empire, and to an Athenian elite democracy for political inspiration. The left are looking towards a political dogma of Vanguardists, another set of elites ‘born to rule’ Leninists and Stalinists using the language of Identity Politics.
While the right are taking full advantage of the instability, and the fear and sickness caused by the greed of their own class through the implementation of austerity: the right always do this.
On New Years Eve it its traditional to look back, and all our political dogmatic characters have nothing new to offer, they are, looking back and watching their own backs.
I am an anarchist, and I know that working class emancipation will not come from the politics of the past, we are in a new time, a new age, the large and undemocratic political parties have nothing to say to ever growing, and poorer working class.
I am not pessimistic though, working class people’s institutional participation in the game called Westminster musical chairs, where every 5 years you can to choose a new Government, but always a government, and always ruling from Westminster, refusing to acknowledge that space is called ‘the rest of the country’.
Not voting, and becoming disinterested in political party’s does not mean being disinterested in politics, and working class people despite their ever decreasing access to all resources, are engaged in politics, the politics of their communities, their families, and the context that swirls around their situations, they always know how to read those. As a working class anarchist, I want to encourage the correct response to a remote political system that is full of the middle class wearing different fancy dress costumes every year, and that is to deny them what they crave the most – power.
2018 has left, and 2019 is here, revolution is happening, and those that are struggling, and feel the pain of change know this, and with change there is always a glimmer of hope for those that staying the same cannot be an option.
A call out to Working Class Anarchists – we can be the hope shining through the cracks of what is left rotting in Westminster.
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