i have, at least at the moment, v little platform fr activism. i am unemployed & living with my parents, & therefore have no money to donate to organisations i believe in & champion. as of the past few months, i live in a rural industrial town in the north west, which is slightly less isolated than the village i grew up in, but is still worlds away from london & manchester in terms of organised protest & accessible info abt activist groups. i haven't been able to follow through on my plans to get involved as a volunteer w the local refugee community centre due to the pandemic. i've let this sense of directionlessness make me helpless, bc the govt's inhumanity & cruelty has only increased over the past few months, is only ever increasing, & w the best intentions in the world i've done what feels like nothing.
but i've been thinking more & more abt teaching, & specifically my experience of the education system. there are gaps i was instinctually aware of, bc they alienated me specifically, & there are gaps i was made aware of, over time & by listening to other alienated voices. i felt frustrated, at the time, by how limited & how limiting the curriculum felt. i feel all the more frustrated now that i recognise that the entire seven-year high school & sixth form experience failed to give me most of the tools i needed to understand the world, my place in it, what needs to change & how to change it, and instead gave me histories and ideologies that at best, i rejected on the spot & at worst, i'm still unlearning. i'm still looking for the tools i need. i picked up a couple in uni, from teachers & mentors that i'll forever be grateful to, but even there there were gaps huge enough to exclude whole groups, biases that were never acknowledged, obvious systemic racism within faculties and teaching material. i'm trying to figure shit out on my own; i'm trying to learn from people who've done & are doing that work around me.
which i suppose is the point of this -- i'm starting a reading group w my little brothers. it's something i can do at home, something i don't need money or ability to travel to do every month, something that'll help me better understand my own "heart politics" and make me better able to explain and discuss with people who're still in mainstream education ! i want to see their learning supplemented with material i wish i'd had access to, and someone friendly to talk to abt it with ! i want them to learn with me, so that wherever they go next they can take with them more of a framework of ideas and awareness than i had coming out of secondary !
so this is the first book in that project, which we agreed on after watching pride together last month. if i'd had the idea a couple of days later, we'd have started with a book on race & anti-racist action -- as it is, that'll be the focus of the second half of this month. but pride, as an informal introduction to thatcher, strike action, the aids crisis, grassroots organising & solidarity, feels like an important way of both marking pride as political, the ancestor of today's lesbians and gays support the migrants, and helping to shape and contextualise our understanding of how the government is using & has used the press and police to violent, dehumanising & silencing ends.
anyway, none of this is really a review: my actual review is that this is a brilliant companion to a film that i think v movingly communicates the nature & practice of solidarity. what is flattened out or dramatised in the film can be clarified, expanded & complicated by the accounts of members of lgsm & the south wales mining families, what is galvanising in the film is doubly so in the words of the people who fought side by side fr each other's right to exist, to be seen and heard.