ww: “big society”
21/07/2010 § Leave a comment
Last night Tony came home with an article bound in a nostalgic plastic folder, the ones everyone used for school projects and essays, the very kind that I got my first “A” for a compilation of poetry I created in the 5th grade. Momentarily, I was transported to my roots, to a life less complicated, naive in what the world of drastic change and challenge.
The article, inside was a print off from BBC news, was about changing social policy. It outlined Cameron’s, leader of the current coalition government in the UK, push to create a “Big Society”. The idea behind this movement is to put the power back into the people, allowing locals and communities to have jurisdiction over transit, sidewalks, public housing, and so much more. To paraphrase, Cameron sees it as a slow but necessary process to tackling the supremacy of the larger institution currently in place. It would be different, a new way of doing politics.
Surprisingly, but not so shocking, the left-wing liberals are acting conservatively. They claimed that this is a way for the parties in power to alleviate responsibilities from itself. So, it seems, they are flipping their Whigs.
Turning to Tony, I inquired:
– This change could be a good thing, a great thing. Maybe it would mobilize the people to care more about others around them? But, what are the hidden agendas, I wonder? There is usually a hidden agenda.
– Yeah, but we won’t know unless they try.
For the masses, the shift is intimidating. For years, things have always been taken care of. Now, a transfer of power could lead to disorganized chaos and a feeling of futility, both frightening to a country used to contentment.
Yet, I wonder. With the world changing so rapidly, should we just throw ourselves into the fire with it? No right or left response can answer that question because it is no longer a question, but a movement, a flow, an organic change. The mind needs to change first, I thought.
It was something I read and made me think. It made me question where we are, as humans, on the level of being challenged. I notice the tired and exhausted faces of people — no longer human, not even animals, but vacant and numb because they are over-worked and under-actualized and over-stimulated.
Dad & me & Mom:
– So, how have you been? What have you been up to for the past couple of weeks?
– I’ve been busy doing and being and living and laughing. It’s been very good. I am very happy, tired, but happy. Not exhausted like I used to be, tired, but in a relieving way, like things are happening and I am not stagnate. I feel like I am allowed to pursue excellent things.
– Like you are finishing things and doing things for yourself. A good kind of tired.
– Yeah, mama. Like that. Even though I barely sleep, I feel really good. Before I used to sleep so much and be busy doing nothing so much and drink so much and then sleep so much. I couldn`t find time because I was never looking at it, I always brushed it aside.
When exhaustion sets in, perhaps it is because we are not paying attention to time as a measurement of us existing in it. We look at time as an end — a deadline — or a past — running late — that we fail to enjoy the flow of its simplicity. Using time as a tool to produce or create things from an opportunity or a change is a masterful thing — something I have not learned yet. Some day, I want to look at a watch, square in the face, and say, “I will respect you, but you will yield to me.”
Think about it: we do change the clocks twice a year.
I hope all of that was not coded, I am pretty tired after all.