The personal is indeed political

Ventured out to the cinema last night to watch the Trainspotting sequel referred to as T2.

First there is opportunity then there is betrayal.

The monologue is suitably updated to suit 21st century Britain and the whole of the developed world.

Choose life

Choose Facebook, Twitter, Instagram and hope that someone, somewhere cares
Choose looking up old flames, wishing you’d done it all differently
And choose watching history repeat itself
Choose your future
Choose reality TV, slut shaming, revenge porn
Choose a zero hour contract, a two hour journey to work
And choose the same for your kids, only worse, and smother the pain with an unknown dose of an unknown drug made in somebody’s kitchen
And then… take a deep breath
You’re an addict, so be addicted
Just be addicted to something else
Choose the ones you love
Choose your future
Choose life”

In a sea of data and a floodplain awash with information any notion of relevance is rooted in personal interpretation.

Round and round we go happily skipping along to the soundtrack we choose for the journey.  We do what we believe we must to do as we negotiate the real and the absurd.

We do this while monsters in suits rebrand everything we ever knew.

We do this while enemies with horns and tails are created at every opportunity.

When we find the time to stop we realise …..

The personal is indeed political.

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Author: senordenzil

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