It was about 10:20pm, my bus was a 10:45pm. 3 young people came in to catch the same bus as me, 2 young men and a young woman. one of the men was very drunk indeed, the other two were more or less carrying him. The young woman was laughing and the other man said “it’s not funny, you don’t know how much ‘this stuff’ messes you up!”. I don’t know what he had taken but it clearly had ‘messed him up’.
Respect, or the lack of it, is another symptom, and again is very evident in bus stations and more so actually on the buses. Something has changed, even more so in the past 6-8 years, and the ‘collective’ younger generation (throughout all the classes, but in different manners respectively) show a great deal less respect than the other generations, both to others and themselves.
I sound like an old person, but I am only 25 years old, and it is from a deep concern about where our society is heading.
I wouldn’t have dared play my music at speaker volume on public transport. Yet to many young people now, it seems to be even past the stage of defiance and as become ritual. No-one, not even the bus driver (unless he is cock-sure) dare say anything to them.
But yet again this makes me wonder what these people have in their lives, outside their back of bus territories. Maybe the absence of any respect for the World around them is a subconscious method of defiance against a society that gives them nothing, no jobs, no choice, no freedom, no hope, yet constantly thrusts all of these things in front of their faces on television and billboard advertisements. I suppose the only hopes for some people at the bottom, are to do what their 19Th century counterparts did, and drink to forget (but now in bus stations instead of Gin lane).
.At the weekend, in fact mostly always, my towns Bus Station is a station to nowhere. Quite literally, it has very parochial bus routes, not many leave the metropolitan district. If you are in this bus station quite often, it is likely that you feel you are going nowhere in your life.
.In the station there is an Army Recruitment centre, with a very large banner outside it saying ‘Join the Army, be the best!’. This is a very clever site for an Army recruitment centre indeed!, tell someone who is going nowhere and has no hope of ‘being somebody’ that ‘he too can be the best, he too can travel the World, he too can be an hero for his country!’. Will he join?, very likely so. The odds are against him whether he stays or goes, there is a good chance he’ll end up dead either way. At least if he is to die with the army, he will be remembered by his family for ‘being an hero!’.
.Sadly in Towns such as my own, the far right political parties are gaining more support now. Their only real policy is to blame foreign immigrants arriving into our country, for the lack of jobs, lack of opportunities and social decay that infects the ‘white’ lower class people already living there. With what i was trying to say above, i think it is so clear that it is the global web of corporations that are inflicting these wounds upon us all, from the poor in the UK, to the poor of the 3rd World, who are having to leave their homelands as globalization rapes their land too, but of vital resources rather than its hope.
.As for my home town, I can only presume that an influx of new people, could only help restore culture to the place, the town is currently dying from within. They don’t take ‘our jobs’, the web of corporate chains do that, there is no argument about it, it just takes a deeper observation to one that the far right offers us.