Lockdown, Circuit Breaker, Tiers, Electoral Colleges, Furlough. None of those words were on the tip of my tongue this time last year. Yet I am pretty sure they all featured in my dreams last night.
You don’t need me to tell you how difficult things are. How challenging to navigate our personal and political selves in the midst of a world that looks very different to the one we have lived in up to this point.
It’s confusing, overwhelming.
People are grasping for answers, floundering in conspiracy theories, feeling unheard and abandoned.
The inequalities and inequities of our deeply racist societies are being laid bare by American politics but are all too real here in the UK as well. Deep down we know that even if Trump goes, the rot that he represents prospers on.
Climate change is pressing on, regardless of our human dilemmas and predicaments