A pair of young women on the tube, amidst the turmoil and turbulence of a twenty-first century Tory government. They travel into central London to futilely protest against the austerity measures to be announced in the coming days. Each woman bears a placard.
The best of times. The worst of times. Are the placards wisdom, or foolishness? Do they indicate a belief that their slogans can bring about change, or are they simply expressions of incredulity at a government the women did not want or understand? Do they represnt hope or despair?
Let’s start writing like a person now
Starting a post seems to be the hardest part. Now the intro was out of the way …
This past weekend, there were some fairly large anti-austerity protests in London. You may have heard about them.
I wasn’t there, but denizens of the internet apparently like to comment on placards. As a denizen, I am forced to join this herd mentality and give my grades on all the placards that I have witnessed.
And I saw
Two of them, in fact. They were traveling on the tube with the two young women from the first paragraph. All indications were that these placards intended to march and protest. To be waved in the air, indignantly.
The first states
Fuck Off back to ETON
I’m not a fan, truth be told. I cannot help but think that the young woman holding the sign was doing so very much wishing that instead of having a middle aged white man who went to Oxford as her Prime Minister, she would prefer a middle aged white man who went to Oxford. And instead of a career politician, she would prefer a career politician.
I would have preferred that guy, too. But the overall sentiment of the sign is such that you wouldn’t catch me carrying it.
That said, it’s a good sign. It clearly demonstrates anger, and points at the out-of-touch old boys thing that’s going on. 8/10
The other sign, though? A disaster.
You can buy PRIVILEGE, but you can’t buy RESPECT
This just upsets me.
First, you cannot buy privilege. People cannot simply earn enough money that racism, sexism, or any-other-ism doesn’t apply. And judgement on the basis of social class is where the term ‘new rich’ comes from. Privilege is not for sale.
The second half, though, is where I lose my shit. The Tories can’t buy respect?
Sorry, but why then are you marching with a placard today???
I thought the entire point was that the Tories can do the right thing. They can spend money to improve the NHS, abandon the concept of austerity, and work towards policies that actually improve people’s lives. They can spend money in a way that shows that they can be trusted, and are deserving of our respect and a chance to govern.
They just don’t want to.
Marching against austerity is meant to be a step towards changing their minds.
So your placard … it leaves me wondering why you are traveling on this tube towards central London. Why are you dressed to march? What difference you are hoping to make today? What change would you like to see?
Your placard speaks to me of the futility of the march, that rather than seeking change, you are emarking on a post-apocalyptic walk through the ruins of this once-great city, fending off benefits cuts in an attempt to make it to the channel, where you can swim to the socialist French paradise.
That said, you’re clearly on theme with your friends Eton/privlege line of thinking. 2/10.
On this tube are two separate, but equally important placards. The placard that tells the Tories to fuck off, and the one that sends us across a grim post-apocalyptic landscape in search of escargot. These are their stories.
No placards or protesters were harmed in the making of this blog.