Why Profit

I've always wondered about this, about the logic of it. And how most seem to defend it with ferocity.

Why must there be profit? Money that is siphoned off. Wages yes, need to be paid, but profit and extortionate bonuses and dividends? Why? It doesn't make sense to me.

The latest issue that has made me think about this again is Train Companies. The government gives contracts out to train operators to run our train services. It is a vital network. We must be able to move around the country, whether locally or further afield. If we must focus on it, the economy is dependent on it. Opportunities are dependent on our being able to move about. Social mobility - without cheap, efficient and available transport people are stuck in their own backyard. And for a greener future - encouraging public transport over cars is a must. Overall, the transport network and specifically the rail network is a vital public good.

So surely, the focus of running a train network should be on providing cheap but good services. Not profit. It seems a waste. That money could be spend on better wages for the employees or better infrastructure, or the price of travel lowered. Instead we have companies that are posting record profits - and yet this January they are planning a ticket price hike of up to 9%. Families already spend a huge proportion of their incomes on travel - this could break them further. I know it will me - and I am already limited in where and how frequently I can travel - trains in this country are already prohibitively expensive.

Surely there will be talented and very good people available to run these services who aren't driven with the need for profit. It won't scare people away. There could even be more initiative and creativity by focusing on employing those people. Or if people are scared away, we don't need them - if they aren't willing to put people and the planet first. It does not mean becoming stagnant.

Anyway, those are my thoughts.

Liar Liar - No to Cuts - Captain SKA

This is a brilliant tune for our times and protests. It's released today - Sunday 12th December - and lets make it number one for christmas and send a very strong, auditory and visual message to our people and the government. All money is going to charity - I don't know which but i hope it's one that supports and enables protesters - it can be a costly thing to devote yourself too, let alone all the others out their we are protesting to protect. So in solidarity, watch this, buy it, join the facebook group and get it trending on twitter!!!!!

George Osborne 

I want my children to think that our generation paid off its debts, valued it's savers, rewarded responsibility, and invested in their future.

And because I want it for my children,  I want it for your children too. 

I want it for everyone's children, because we are all in this together.

he's a liar, liar

oh

he's a liar liar

oh, you can't trust him

  no no no no

he's a liar liar

oh

he's a liar liar

oh, you can't trust him

no no no no

we all know politicians like to lie

big ones, little ones, porky pies

say we are in it together, all disguise (?)

we're all being taken for a ride

little men from a little society, tearing up the benefits of society

take the pinstripe suits, and show them the door

cut the rich not the poor

Nick Clegg

we are achieving some great things already in this government

i hope each and everyone of you is as proud as I am of what we have already achieved

we are finally putting liberal values at the heart of british government,

he's a liar, liar

oh

he's a liar liar

oh, you can't trust him

  no no no no

he's a liar liar

oh

he's a liar liar

oh, you can't trust him

no no no no

if you buy an apple but you get a pear

you would complain it would not be fair

so if you vote for the left and they turn to the right

it's your duty to put up a fight

even though the votes have long been count

it's still possible to make your mark

do everything in your power, you can

people rise up 

overturn their plan

David Cameron

this government will not cut the deficit in a way that hurts those we most need to help

in a way that divides our country

or in a way that undermines the spirit and ethos of our vital public services

Margaret Thatcher

this government is pursing the only policy which gives any hope of bringing our people back to real and lasting employment

This government

This government

This government

This government

he's a liar, liar

oh

he's a liar liar

oh, you can't trust him

  no no no no

he's a liar liar

oh

he's a liar liar

oh, you can't trust him

no no no no

SILENT ON SCREEN

if you believe this coalition government are wrong

do everything you can to make a change

JOIN    BLOG    WRITE      EMAIL     HASSLE     HUSSLE     SHOUT     SCREAM       PROTEST

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HAPPY SAILING

Shame On You For Turning Blue

That seems an adequate title since my last post, all those months ago, was advocating for people to vote Lib Dem to temper the likelihood of a harsh Tory government.

Nick Clegg - Shame on you for turning blue --  it was a favourite chant at the march and parliament protest about education last Thursday that I was apart of.



I wholeheartedly agree. What is happening to our society, and our democracy, in the name of reducing the deficit (not created by us) is a disgrace. What the police are doing to us and the right to protest is also a disgrace. I'll describe what I witnessed it more detail soon, but the one thing that I will never forget is watching a group of police horses charging from standstill at speed into a roughly 50+ protester deep tightly packed crowd, and staring gobsmaked and with slight panic as the crowd turned to run towards me to escape. The other is being kettled or detained by riot police on Westmister Bridge with a clear view of lit up Big Ben and the London Eye till 11.15pm (the intial official kettling started at 3.30pm). This in the freezing cold, many with very few layers, no food, water or toilet facilities. And the media complain that people were seen urinating on statues. Many fires were started just to give ourselves some semblance of warmth.

These are two accounts from the day that I'd like to share for now. One is from young freelance journalist Red Penny here.

The other is a guy called Kit who suffered a serious head injury from the police on the day:

What follows is clumsily written, but my head still hurts like murder and I can't bring myself to think about it too clearly. I hope that it can stand for now as a preliminary report of my experience at the protest.

I was on the edge of a group of protesters in Parliament Square, standing peacefully. We weren't even moving. Suddenly, police on foot in full body armour (and wearing balaclavas so we couldn't recognise them) charged us with batons raised. I was pushed backwards into the people behind me in the initial charge but the crushed and scared crowd pushed back to stop everyone falling over. I saw several around me hit by batons and fall, screaming. I was then hit over the head by a baton, hard enough to knock me sideways, then hit again, I think by the same officer. My ears rang, everything went quiet and I couldn't hold my balance. My knees gave way and I fell over. An officer stepped forward and deliberately stamped his foot into my chest, winding me. Another officer rested his boot on my head. A huge man, a protester, who had stood next to me picked me up and held my bleeding head in front of the police (this I have heard from him as I was semi- or un-conscious). They did not hit him but did not move aside. He repeatedly screamed for a medic but the police pretended not to hear him although it was clear to look at me that I needed one. He held me in both arms and pushed at the police line with his shoulder. They pushed back once, but then let him through - but hit a man who tried to follow. Next to him, a police officer spontaneously collapsed, apparently feigning unconsciousness. As the officer was not on the front line, had had nothing thrown at him and was wearing full body armour including helmet with visor down, he could not have been injured. The only nearby medic immediately tended to this officer, who had apparently faked an injury. Both medics and police ignored me and my friend who shouted repeatedly for assistance. Giving up, he half walked half carried me to hospital. Once there he attempted to get police to take a statement from me but was told there were none available.I spent three hours in hospital, dizzy, bleeding from the head and being repeatedly sick. My speech was apparently slurred and I have poor memory of what happened for the rest of the day. I had been told to stay overnight but feeling scared and victimised from being hit I left and returned home. The man who'd saved me was named Adam but I never learnt his surname. He left once I'd assured him I was fine as he had friends still at the demo and was worried about them.

I could justify being violent as using subjective violence against sytemic violence. I could justify being violent as I saw the innocent being beaten to the ground around me. More than anything, I could justify ripping the armour from these heavily armed cowards, as to hit people so heavily protected could never be called violence.

But I didn't. I didn't lift a finger. I didn't push. I didn't even shout "fuck the police" as I should have. I didn't have the chance to. I was beaten to the ground, and stamped on when unconscious by brutal men who couldn't have cared if they'd killed me.

I later learned I was one of the luckier ones. I am thinking of Alfie today, and of others who might not have made the news. Thanks to everybody who has sent me messages of support - it's meant a lot. I can't describe how confused, frightened and victimised I felt, bleeding and vomiting in a hospital bed. I'm not ashamed to say I cried a few times.

I hear Bob Brecher has suggested the police were ordered to scare protesters into not coming back. I'm coming back. They have no idea how strong they've entrenched hatred in me, hatred for their actions, their facelessness, their carelessness, their inhumanity.

We're all coming back. For Alfie, for everyone who was hurt, and most of all for the countless wrecked lives that will never make the headlines - the poor, the disabled, the homeless, the students, everyone in the gunsights of this government. We're all coming back.