I think I am being driven into the early 19th century as a kind of defence from the surrounding confusions thrown up by contemporary politics. Sorry about that, but I seem to have developed a passion for Jane Austen and have read books by her and about her recently. I have even tried my hand at writing one.
I am sure that this is what human beings do when they feel challenged: they try to disappear into the undergrowth rather than face up to the big issues of everyday life.
This is certainly the reason people take to drink and drugs – because life just gets too hard to handle. Recently I passed through a group of drunken and offensive people shouting and threatening each other. They were all in their 20s or 30s and were determined to knock 10 colours of shit out of each other; then what looked like a leader defused the situation by shouting louder than all others.
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I remember that used to be my job back when we were in the early days of Big Issue, but now I’m in my
79th year, it’s a role I would rather not hold. But I looked at what to me seemed like people who had given up. They were rough and unhappy and left behind in the great game of life. How could you influence and turn these people away from a lifetime of drink and drugs? Who was out there trying to turn people away from self-destruction?
Self-destruction, of course, is not just about yourself. No one self-destructs without affecting the people around. Affecting the police who sometimes get drawn in. Affecting landlords and tenants, doctors and nurses and whoever is drafted in to help those who seem to be headed for trouble and illness. If you don’t look after your health then someone else, the NHS, has to pick up the pieces.
The vast increase of the economically inactive in our communities means that we are leaving people to decline at a rapid rate. This is not about choice but about collapse in people’s lives. A society that seems unable to respond to the needs of people harmed by what I keep describing as the ‘inheritors of poverty’. Their lives thrown away because the reasons for their distress are never addressed.