Firstly sorry for the lack of updates on the blog. As it’s NanoWrimo I have spent the most of this month writing the plot for “The Chimes of Eleanor”.
The past few days I have witnessed something that I have been meaning to write a blog about. This past year there have been many references to what is now being described as “Broken Britain”, a term that sums up how bad the standard of life currently is in the United Kingdom.
Anyone who reads my blog would agree that, I personally, feel that the quality of life in the UK is shocking. Crime is on the increase, unemployment is at it’s highest for 19 years, homelessness on the increase. Add this to the ever increasing population growth and the poor health standards many of the tabloids would label us as a “third world nation”.
Yet in reality were not that bad. Times are hard I will be the first to admit but, we as a nation, have survived FAR worse. Were a nation that has survived two world wars, two major recessions and I know were swimming against the tide of this one. Basically the political embarrassment that is the Labour government have just run around in circles like headless chickens trying to get us back on our feet. Now I am not saying that David Cameron’s government elect are going to fare any better but, come on, they can hardly be any worse.
The youth of this country have had to bear the brunt of this decline of standards within our society. A “nation of thuggish chavs”, “booze Britain” are just a handful of headlines I have read of late. If the press were to be believed then all teenagers are uneducated drunken yobs wearing hoodies and carrying knives. Of course there is a major increase in knife related crime but not all teenagers are bad.
The past few months I have witnessed in London teenagers politely talking, giving up their seats for elderly people, behaving in a mature manner far above their years. Yet it was last night when two drunken guys around my age started to harass a woman on the train. One was asking her out whilst the other grabbed her hand and said “No ring, so let’s go out on a date”. I made my way to see if I could intervene but before I had got there the group of around nine or ten teenagers had not only held the guys back but had called the guard and a teenage girl was comforting the woman.
The police were called and the two drunks removed.
The UK press have a lot to answer for in their general labeling of teenagers in the UK. We were all teenagers once, we knew how things were. Times have not changed we just got older.
Give the youth of today a break. Not all the seeds in this apple are bad.