London has its way of making things clear, and ‘keeping’ things, it seems.
Not all of our history makes it out onto the streets, out of our bars and clubs, and into more stationary, lasting positions.
It’s the statues that speak to us, about lasting truths, and museums that bring it back around again, to us, for a better understanding.
These aren’t “truths” we can’t deny, but they are standards to live by, if we choose.
It’s about the choices we make, after all.
The choices we make are so numerous, what do we think of them all? Or do we?
The next changing trend, or the next movement in fashion, isn’t really our thing to track and note. As if our history is largely made up of what we largely made up ourselves, and not what beset us at times, or made us better, at others.
For us, today is about a struggle, but we’ve got answers in our past.
These aren’t the ideas, but the babies that grew and took on a position, or a notoriety, that made sense at the time.
We’ve got them today, people who are making waves for others, to get them going and to get things moving.
The LGBTQ movement is just such an example of people doing it for themselves, and making it happen for those who are marginalised, or less recognised.
This is a way of making sure those who are numerous, but few – in a larger political system – have a foot in the door for a reason.
Our system doesn’t allow for trends that are arbitrary, and there, but needs and requires more input and investment of time and people to make decisions and make judgements that are lasting.
The great success story surely of recent times are the stories of those people who came through great adversity, to make a point and not just lift a pint.