Morality in our culture is dead. It has been suffocated out of existence as a malady of the mind, a weakness of the intellect, a modern madness; because we have been trained to self-censor and conform to the demands of a herd that has become accustomed to comfort.
People subject to state power whose conditions of life dictate that they are not functioning in a manner that serves the imperative of power – earning and paying taxes – are, by default, the enemies of the state.
For the first time since the mid-1930s the wealthiest 0.1% of the world’s population possesses more than the lowest 90% of the population combined, and this top tenth of the one percent is getting richer.
Ensuring that everyone has a decent quality of housing, education, access to opportunity, healthcare and so forth is not a “hand out.” People born into this state had no choice in the matter, and neither does anyone have the option of opting out of the state.
Each election sees the country return an overwhelming majority of centre-right and right wing representatives to the Dáil – regardless of their individual party affiliations – who tirelessly serve the interests of the privileged and middle classes.
If people aren’t feeling the improving effects of an economic recovery it simply isn’t right to speak of a recovery. It’s just a lie. There is no recovery for the people. There is however a recovery for the bank accounts of those who have profited from the misery of so many.
What is evident, and now beyond all doubt, is that service industry, minimum wage, and zero hour jobs are not paying, and that the promise of ‘trickle-down’ from the thieves in London was yet another Westminster lie.
Now I catch myself wondering about our little rituals of hope; those routine things that we do to invest in the future and safeguard us from the past or our nightmares.