Wonderings in wandering

  This Developed Nation In this Developed Nation, a 19 year old woman sleeps in a bag in a door way. In this Developed Nation, a working family of four relies on the local food bank. In this Developed Nation, grandmothers live on a pittance and die lonely. In this Developed Nation, my friends use drugs to fill a spiritual chasm. In this Developed Nation, stateless refugees are kept in cages while processed. In this Developed Nation, slave labour is abolished, but persists. In this Developed Nation, the media patronizes and panders to the lowest common denominator. In this Developed Nation, the unscrupulous employers bulldoze workers rights. In this Developed Nation, the population is kept divided and ineffective. In this Developed Nation, ‘I’m not a racist...but...’ In this Developed Nation, black people are stop/searched nine times more than whites. In this Developed Nation, under four percent of rape reports end in conviction. In this Developed Nation, seventeen percent o...

There's an arguement that says the internet is democratizing the world. Now anyone can email their local counsellor, tweet their MP, DM their PM. You can petition the UK government directly to have an issue close to your heart discussed in the hallowed chambers of Parliament. And its not just the Powers That Be that are now held to account to the scrutiny of Mr or Mrs Joe/Jo Public. At the bottom of every story or profile posted, every discussion made in the public domain, and every opinion voiced is "The Comments Section". This gives everyone who has an internet connection the right to voice their own opinion, put across their side, vent their feelings...Democracy in action, right? Now, just think of the last time you delved into a comments section. Think of how easily you found those ideas you agreed with and how quickly you dismissed those you didn't.  A quick thought of "Good point, I must look into it" or of "Absolute nutter, that really offends me...