“Yeah, no, I don’t vote”
These are not my words, but they are significant to me. My hearing them wasn’t so much a political awakening but more the beginning of an ever-growing confidence that ‘politics’ was up for grabs; it didn’t just belong to the (mostly) men in suits in a far away city making the important decisions in a big posh building by the Thames. And that they were chosen to make these decisions because they can talk in an important language which most mere unimportant mortals couldn’t quite grasp. I’ve since realised that this language is one of fear and control that I am pleased to say I am immune to…and I’m not the only one.
If you hadn’t guessed, the person who uttered those first few words was Russell Brand…now bear with me! I appreciate the man’s name alone is enough to discredit this post, to some, but please stay with me. In all honesty it’s taken me about a year to write a blog about Brand’s appeal, and still you won’t find it here as his presence on the political landscape galvanises opinion. However this isn’t about one man, it’s about a collective shift of consciousness that I believe is happening across, at the very least, this country. But what Russell did was coherently put across why this political system simply doesn’t work – why democracy doesn’t work and how the world is not run for the people in it but for the very few…and those few have earned that right through inheriting social circumstances for the most part. Something just doesn’t seem fair.
My true political awakening was as young as 11 years old, though it was more of a nightmarish slumber it at the time. I went to Sir Thomas Riches Grammar School for boys in Gloucester. A prestigious institution, and not requiring any financial form of entry, I did well enough in the primary school tests to qualify to become a pupil. I was proud, as were my parents. But as much as I appreciated the encouragement I was given to achieve an excellent education, these were by far the worst years of my life.
I saw the hypocrisy of the school from the very start. The ‘party line’, if you will, was always about the school looking good from the outside and rarely about the welfare of the pupils within it. I was bullied throughout my time there. There were probably moments where I enjoyed relative peace but these felt short-lived, forever living on my nerves. I felt my lack of providing an impressive statistic in the main school subjects caused little empathy from the teachers and management. Somewhat of an introvert and a sensitive soul, being surrounded by male egos was a very uncomfortable affair especially in an institution with such a great reputation for rugby – a sport I probably would have liked or even loved if it wasn’t made so clear to me that, as I wasn’t very good at it, I had no worth in the social ecosystem that would make up the most significant part of my youth.
This is how I see modern politics. A lack of focus on people and more on the institution. People high up looking down their noses and dismissing those that don’t contribute to the vision – or worse, persecuting those that don’t make their lives easy. Not wanting anyone to get involved who doesn’t come from packaged understanding of how social hierarchy works. I should point out that the school’s blazers were a very eye-catching blue. Make of that what you will.
What Russell Brand did when he had that interview with Paxman is point out that the system really is a total farce. It reframed the worthless feeling I felt from those days thinking I was just some twat in a blue blazer that didn’t belong. Suddenly the debate opened up in my own mind. I was done with party politics. Much of it is decided by a right wing media, most of which is owned splinters from Etonian wood or those who certainly benefited from their holding power.
I’d decided I’d totally remove myself from mainstream media…and then the election happened. The campaigning is relentless and you don’t feel you’ve got space to breathe without having another policy thrown at you to appease voters up until the day the polling stations open, only to know that it means nothing as soon as voting closes. I felt numb with the result. Well, let’s face it, the entire country did. I doubt that all of the 25% that voted Tory felt great about themselves the next day.
A few weeks away in South America – I had actually ended up booking my holiday to begin after the election, unsure if that was wise, patriotic or just proud or just a little sad – and I came back rejuvinated but still dissilusioned with traditional politics. Russell Brand had made sure of that. I went to my first march within a few days (see my first protest) determined that something must be done but yet feeling that empty feeling still – can protesting truly help? It shows solidarity with a like-minded group of people but what good is that without power. It was a great day…and it got better when one man walked up to the podium on parliament square.
I couldn’t quite believe that Jeremy Corbyn was a politician; he wasn’t wearing a tie and he was turning up to, nay encouraging protest. Something didn’t feel right…it felt GREAT!
I’ve been a big advocator of Russell Brand and the idea of looking away from mainstream media/politics but at the same time I think that it’s naive to think there isn’t anything that can be done within the coming system…and I could never NOT vote. Most alternative systems and ways of thinking seem to be saying ‘don’t look at the politicians. Turn around and ignore them’. But when they’re the ones who currently have the money and the power it’s difficult to not feel aggrieved and simply turn away.
I paid my £3 when I got home. Today I paid for full membership f the Labour Party. There are still a huge amount of things wrong with party politics from the way it’s funded and the influence donors have on pushing through policy beneficial to them, all the way down to the political system itself as first-past-the-post should be dead and buried in the 21st century. However today is the start of something and well worth my £6 a month.
Corbyn’s win isn’t just euphoria. His winning will cause anxiety amongst those who aren’t convinced and even amongst those who are but I would say this is a moment this country has been waiting for for some time. This post doesn’t isn’t supposed to stand out from the crowd. On the contrary, it’s an attempt at contributing a voice that might encourage others to know they’re not alone in feeling they can make a difference…I know how wanky that sounds, but still. Just as the words ‘Yeah, no, I don’t vote’ began my journey from apathy to political party membership, this might do the same for someone else. Can we do it?…Jez we bloody well can!!!