So everywhere I look on facebook today, there's groups and status messages devoted to the petition against new noise limiting regulations for music venues.
http://petitions.number10.gov.uk/NoNoiseControl/ This pisses me off for two reasons. Firstly, the whole petitions website is a crock of shit. You can sign petitions til you're blue in the face, and the government isn't obligated to take the slightest bit of notice unless they feel like it, they'e going to march right ahead and do what the fuck they want anyway. It's just placatory bollocks to make people feel like they have a voice.
Especially for some building full of decrepit, hopelessly out-of-touch wankers who think that an immersive musical experience is sitting back and listening to a Des O' Connor album. And okay, maybe Coldplay for the under 50's. And fuck Coldplay, incidentally. A few clubbers, students and music fans intent on damaging our eardrums to the fullest extent possible are hardly the top of any sort of priority list.
Secondly, thinking about it. The present government has been steadily eroding our civil rights away through the back door under the guise of anti-terrorism legisation and the like for the past 10 years. Did you know we no longer even have the right not to be detained by the police unlawfully? They sneaked that one out through the back door a couple of years ago.
Has anybody bothered to make so much as a whisper about any this?
But God forbid they turn down our fucking music when we're trying to dance.
And ya know, I'm no better. I used to be quite politically active at one point, and now I'm just as apathetic as everybody else. I just don't see the point when for every one person that does try to make a difference, there's another twenty who don't give a shit about anything other than their jobs in fucking marketing, their haircuts, their personalised number plates, and continuing to waste their pointless fucking lives in front of a TV set watching mindnumbing shit.
I remember when the Iraq war was kicking off, I got in a lift at work, and some woman was going "Oh God, I'm so scared about this whole war thing, I just don't know what to do." So I said "Why don't you get out there and join the protests?," and she just stared at me, slack jawed, like I was from another planet. I don't know, maybe the march times clashed with Corrie or something. Something died in me a little that day.
If everybody who sat at home shaking their heads at how terrible it was had got out there and made themselves noticed too, maybe it would have made a difference, but they just gave silent assent instead and how many fucking people are dead in the name of oil and the defence industry now?
Who cares, they're only getting blown up on the other side of the world, right? It's just something We'll just give money to Children in Need one a year and go back to patting ourselves on the back for it the rest of it, in between trips to Ikea in our 4x4s.
People have their priorities so twisted, we have a national majority of selfish, apathetic, lazy arseholes, who barely know they're breathing. Two generations ago our grandparents were fighting and dying for a reason, now the people of Britain think that having to stand behind more than three people in the queue for a cash machine constitutes hardship. As long as they have their creature comforts, they just don't give enough of a fuck about the big picture for anybody to make a difference. Is this really where being a developed nation has gotten us?
What do you do about it?