It’s raining hard. I’m about to get on my bus home and a group of jeering lads have just walked past and hurled, “fuck off, you fucking pakis” at the queue of us waiting to get on. It’s been a challenging day, for obvious reasons, but I think that was really the cherry on top. Nobody even batted an eyelid, which was even more upsetting. Sometimes I’m a bit too retaliatory. I wanted so badly to launch my Dr Martens heel into the side of someone’s head but my inner strength, and the fear of damaging my boots, stopped me.
You have to pick your battles. Some are reaaaaaally worth it and some are just a waste of energy. That doesn’t mean accepting passivity and never doing anything, out of fear that its not worth it.
We can all do better and we can all enforce positive changes, no matter how small. That’s our power and that’s our purpose. Times are tough so we’ve got to look after each other now more than ever, god knows we need the solidarity.
If you see something shite, and you are in a position to challenge that or change it altogether, step right up.
Power to the people.
*Except for the intolerant assholes.
