The Rise and Fall of Capitalism

Well I can’t complain. I’ve been lucky. Born in the dawn of fresh hope that awoke out of the ashes of the Second World War I grew up in the cultural revolution of the sixties and benefited hugely from the new opportunities afforded to working class northern kids. The post-war Labour government  (the only one that remotely resembled a socialist government) created the Welfare State, the NHS and education for all. Some industries were nationalised for the common good. But economic and industrial life was still dominated by the values of capitalism – by individual enterprise for the sake of the individual, not communal value. The heart of this body beat in the City populated by bowler wearing, brolly twirling bastions of the state. Trading on trade, their pompous posturing epitomised and heralded, much more than the actions of the emerging third culture, the decadence of a system based on competition rather than co-operation.  The workers were marginalised, and also trapped in a cage of selfishness by the system. In social care we call it “institutionalisation. Companies can only thrive if people buy their goods, and people can only do this if they have the money to do so. So, in order for things to work you need to ensure there is sufficient money in the system – by whatever means possible. But – and here’s the crunch – if the wealth isn’t real, but just a column in someone’s head, then the train will hit the buffers. It’s happening with individuals, as personal debt levels grow, its happening with organisations as competition gets tougher (particularly with emerging countries developing their own capitalist states e.g.China, India), its happening with nation states (Greece, Ireland, Portugal …..), and within the EEC as a collective. As the system collapses we see the breakdown of morality and the emergence of anarcism/facism. Communism is redundant. To what do we turn?????


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Left with the use of my left arm/hand only, after a serious motor cycle accident in 2005, I am learning to adapt to life with a brachial plexus injury and have developed a style of playing guitar using open tunings. I love drawing, painting and generally messing around in a fairly loose fashion. Can't describe myself as an artist, but perhaps a doodler with intent.

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