I have been lacking some political motivation. This is the first time I have written for three weeks, and have barely offered any comment on Twitter. The first week of inaction can be easily explained – I took a week off to visit my daughters and grandchildren – but since I have been back I just haven’t been able to find the enthusiasm to comment. Why? Has my political fire gone out? Where has my motivation gone? In an attempt to restore my mojo I even revisited the main theories of motivation in the hope that some cognitive reflection might rekindle my fire, but alas they offered no help or solace at all. They all appear to be focused on the workplace or success in an organisation.
However, this attempt did lead me to the rather obvious realisation that my problem is quite simply the size of the task before me, the hard fact that no matter how hard I work the chances of anything worthwhile changing are minimal. We have a Conservative government with a sufficiently large majority that barring some unexpected scandal they are secure for another four years. We have a Conservative led Dorset Council with a much reduced majority, but probably just as secure. Both pay lip service to the need to take our climate and ecological emergency seriously, but both are so constrained by their adherence to the neo-liberal mindset that they are incapable or either serious action, or more importantly, of providing political leadership. And in a strange way this realisation helped. I realised that my day to day political activities will almost certainly be pointless, and that I should simply accept this. But having just talked this through with my partner I was also reminded that despondency and inertia are not the answer either. Instead, what I / we can do is…well…do what ever I / we can, no matter how small, to make a difference. Focus on the small, the local, on community actions…and hopefully watch them grow.
Last weekend is was fortunate to be taken to a Sam Lee concert in Lyme Regis. Sam is a folk singer with an amazing voice and an incredible backing band. However, my reaction to his music prompted much reflection, not least because some of the people I went with were somewhat surprised that, as a green politician, I wasn’t more taken with the sentiment and lyrics of the traditional songs he sang, songs that were very much about nature and our natural environment. My problem, I think, is that most of the songs he sang, songs he had collected from the travelling community in particular, were songs related to folklore, to traditional beliefs, customs and stories of different communities. Whilst these songs are certainly interesting, to my thinking some supporters of a ‘green’ attitude simply see their implied return to nature as the answer to all our problems. I am very sceptical that a return to any past attitude, in and of itself, will solve anything. Instead of resurrecting old ways of thinking we need to be developing new ways. Whilst we can no doubt learn from the past, we need to develop non-tradition mindsets. We need to develop a new common-sense, not adopt an old one.
One area of our lives that really demands a re-think is that of fashion and the fashion industry. On Thursday, to coincide with the launch of London Fashion Week, Transition Town Bridport launched its Fashion revolution. This much needed revolution concerns the negative social and environmental impacts of producing, consuming and wasting clothes, particularly clothes produced to meet the artificial demands created by the fashion industry itself. Put simply, there is a very high environmental cost to the production of clothes in terms of the materials used, the incredibly high volume of usable clothing that is simply discarded into landfill, and the carbon footprint of transporting clothing from factories in the far east to high streets and shopping malls in the west. There is also an incredibly high human cost in term of the conditions of the factory workers employed to make these garments. When we buy new clothes we really do need to consider these factors. We need to ask ourselves whether we really do need to replace an item of clothing or buy an additional one. And if we manage to convince ourselves that we do, perhaps we should consider buying from a charity shop instead. Rather than bemoan the number of charity shops on our high street, perhaps we should consider it an asset.