London Riots

This isn't a protest, it's not a revolution and it's completely unjustifiable.

Thousands of people are taking to the streets and looting, burning things down, attacking police officers and each other and trashing town centres with the claim that it's all in retaliation for the death of Mark Duggan. People uninvolved are either blaming 'pikeys', 'chavs', 'pakis' and 'niggers' or the government. But that's not it at all.

It's people who are bored, poor and unemployed and blaming everyone else for their problems who want to lash out and fuck up everyone else's lives as they believe theirs have been. One of my friends blames "Envy, Greed, Sloth, Wrath and Pride" which I think sums it up pretty well. It's not the Government's fault if people are unemployed or poor or if people didn't do well in school. I come from a fairly well off background and am reasonably clever. I went to one of the best schools in the country for my A levels and still ended up only achieving 4 Cs and a D, when I was predicted 5 As at the end of GCSEs and I know people who went to shitty comprehensives who did far far better than me. It's not the hand you've been dealt or the equipment you've been given, it's the way you deal with it that counts. I could probably go out and loot and get lots of free stuff and never be caught but I'm not a brainless idiot who thinks that this will make anything better. It's not the riots that are making anything better, it's the clean up attempts, bringing societies together and the strength of communities that's come out of this that is good.

When I despair, I remember that all through history the ways of truth and love have always won. There have been tyrants, and murderers, and for a time they can seem invincible, but in the end they always fall. Think of it, always. Mahatma Ghandi.

I want to be important by being different and these girls are all the same.

This is my second blog, but only because my first was too angry.

I nearly made it to 20 years old with noone I know dying (this excludes my Granny, who died when I was about 2, but who I never really knew and I only vaguely remember as 'that old woman who gave me chocolate buttons') but in the last week a close family friend died and it's made me think about things a lot.

I'm writing this blog to try to make me do more with my life so that I don't end up regretting everything :)

Happy things this week:
One of my (at the time very drunk) friends told me he "would", his girlfriend slapped him but it made me happy
I have nearly saved £400
My friends at work are lovely lovely
I keep getting compliments on my hair
though I'm getting bored of it......

I'm starting to believe that people are inherently good.