They’re everywhere these days. The liberal-left, the progressive-left, the centre-left, the democratic-left, the decent-left. On blogs. In think tanks. In op-ed columns of newspapers. In manifestos. I hate them all.
There are only two possible explanations for hyphenating the leftness of one’s politics. Either you are simply ashamed of being on the left: ashamed because, at your age, most of your friends have “outgrown” progressive politics, and your continued political orientation and/or activity has become something of an embarrassment at the gates of the sought-after preschool/the Saturday walks to the farmers’ market/the Audi showroom. Mummy and Daddy certainly don’t understand why you still waste your time with that nonsense, not now you’ve got a Good Job, and a Family To Support.
Or (and this is much more plausible) you are not really on the left at all. Could that be why you find yourself agreeing more and more with neoliberal warmongers like Obama, Brown and Cameron? Why you spend more and more time, energy and spleen disagreeing with those of us genuinely opposed to the wars, and to the bailouts demanded by the corporate state?
“But, but, but!” squeal the hyphenators, as they point to their immaculately liberal lifestyles. Well, here’s a newsflash: gay friends and a monthly payment to Amnesty do not a lefty make. Not any more. Look at the captains of industry and your political leaders, and especially look at people like David Cameron, all but anointed as Britain’s next Prime Minister. It’s as uncomfortable as admitting you listen to Radio 2, but it’s the truth: if you hyphenate your leftness, chances are it’s because you’re really on the right.
It’s quite European for an English city, which I like. It’s also quite romantic and close enough to Wales to satisfy my adventurous side. I’ve travelled a little bit, the most time I’ve spent away from the UK was for 7 months when I travelled right across the USA and a few other countries. Here’s a list of countries I’ve been to:
I’d love to spend more time in Japan, live & work in Canada, NZ or USA, go to the Philippines, do more of South East Asia, China, Middle East and Africa. Oh and South America. Er yeah I’d like to see a lot more of the world (who wouldn’t?). Wanna come with?
I could go out and eat, or I could just sit here all day drinking coffee...
Days like today can feel like a waste of time because I’m sat around doing nothing (sun is shining even though it’s 2°C). There’s plenty I could do - fix my bike and go and explore, shop for everything on the list I made yesterday, walk up a hill, start that website I’m supposed to have done by now, go into town and work out camera lense prices VS debt. Or I could sit here on this wooden chair and try and re-gain some of the creativity I’ve lost over the last year…and drink this wonderful coffee.
Précis: I like this cup of coffee, sorry for wasting your time.
hi, you seem sad a lot of the time. are you? sorry this is a strange question, but i was just wondering.
no it’s a fair question…maybe I just post when I’m sad. When I used to write songs most of them came from quite a sad place so possibly I’ve carried that over to here. I’m also quite excitable and have a sort of ecstatic happiness when I’m doing certain things (music, running, mountain biking, being in open countryside). I also have a funny side that I’m too lazy to try and put across on here :| Anyway, here’s the short answer - Yes perhaps I am. Are you?
Source: International Coffee Organization. Data from 2006.
Interestingly, the countries I most associate with “coffee culture”, like Italy, France, and the United States, aren’t on this list. And, none of the top 20 coffee-producing nations are on this list. I guess Northern Europeans really, really love their coffee.
This year I’ve not put much effort into my presents…and I’ve not felt too guilty about not caring enough. I think it’s because I’m not a relationship and have become a bit of an emotional vacuum recently. I’m still very excitable and try and make everyone laugh, but there’s definitely a hole in my life that needs filling. I used to love making presents and cards and wrapping them and making everything perfect for someone…