Let’s start learning from the past

I am very worried about the world at the moment. During the night, whilst suffering from jet lag, I found myself watching the BBC rolling news. Every story delivered another little piece in the overall catastrophic picture. The piles and piles of plastic rubbish being shipped mindlessly around the world. Intrusive data collection by multi-nationals. The fact that Nigel Farage’s followers call him “The Master.” The fact that people I love and respect voted for his ludicrous Brexit Party. The fact that politicians are no longer held to account for lying. The fact that Jeremy Corbyn can suspend someone from the Labour Party for not agreeing with him. It’s all hideous.

The world at the moment is starting to resemble the political climate of the 1930s. In this country alone, we have a Hitler and a Stalin and no one seems to be looking at the bigger picture. It suits those on the right to call Corbyn Stalin and those on the left to call Farage Hitler but everyone seems to be blithely ignoring the absolute danger of the person they support. I maintain that Farage is the more dangerous of the two because he’s a single-issue politician with no manifesto, no sense of what he’d do once the Brexit problem has gone away, no checks and balances within his own party and the seeming inability of any of his followers to be at all perturbed when he lies. He’s an unstable, power-crazy, one-man-band and if you voted for him just because you want us out of Europe, then shame on you. Think of the bigger picture. Think what might happen when his thugs realise they’ve got rid of the immigrants and this country STILL hasn’t got its act together. Who will they turn on next? The people who need expensive medication? Trans people who require hormones? HIV people who require combination therapy?

Having come back from America where there’s a definite underclass, where only something like 27% of people with HIV are undetectable, where gun crime is out of control, where trans and gay people fear for their lives unless they’re wrapped up in the safety of a larger city, where middle class people who have paid taxes all their life realise they haven’t paid enough medical insurance to have life-saving surgery. I can see the future away from Europe, and I don’t like it.

We have to start learning from the past, or someone you know and love very dearly will be being marched off to a concentration camp and you’ll be too scared to speak out. Think, people. Before it’s too late.