I've Been Meaning to Say

It would appear to be from various conversations I have undertaken with an assortment of different people that their view of the council is one of an organisation who simply take, take and take; this is in contrast to the point of local government, whose duty it is to supply services to the local area. It would appear that, in selling off these services to companies whose sole duty is to record profit, that local governments are failing and only furnishing the higher echelons of the authority with substantial financial reward.

I would then be drawn to the conclusion that the local councils in most areas are obsolete and pointless.

 

But that is for someone else to consider…

 

Once upon a time, when marble-washed jeans and white denim jackets were all the rage, we had a cinema in the town centre where all the young people would go to on a Saturday afternoon. In the town’s planners wisdom, that cinema was knocked down and replaced by a cinema out of the town with infrequent buses and no way of getting to on foot; the site where the cinema once stood was long empty and after twenty years of negotiating and thinking, it has been decided by greater minds than mine to build a cinema on that site. Such forward and outrageous thinking always brings me joy.

 

Once upon a time, there was no internet. What did we do?

 

 

Stranger Things has sparked a wave of nostalgia towards the 1980’s; I am a living and breathing child of such a time who was of the age to witness Witness, touch The Untouchables and gratefully receive Gremlins. Pop culture for that decade has lasted, and I struggle to think of much that came out of the 1990’s. Jurassic Park is about it! Oh, and Tony Blair, but people don’t like to admit that one anymore.

Of course, those magical days of a brightly coloured and shoulder-pad-wearing Eighties also gave us Ronald Reagan as an actor posing as a president. In much the same way as now, where there is a failed businessman pretending to be president. How the world moves on at such pace is beyond me. I wonder if the Enlightenment hadn’t happened where would we be now?

Zac Thraves is a storyteller and writer living in Kent; please contact if, you so wish, on zacharystories@outlook.com