We had a great Saturday afternoon in Hull when Jeremy Corbyn breezed into the city for a rally at Queen's Gardens.
There were speeches, crowds, laughter, cheers, fun, politics and more and on the bill was a young singer songwriter come poet called Joe Solo.
This is what Joe posted on Facebook after the event:
Absolutely incredible day at the Corbyn Rally in Hull. Not sure how many were there, certainly upwards of 3000, and the response was pretty much as I keep posting- this gently-spoken, down to earth man is greeted like a rock star wherever he goes.
So proud to have been a part of this and so proud of the The People's Republic of Hull for rising to the occasion. Big thanks to Joe Francis, Mark Pollard and everyone involved in organising the event. Top, TOP work comrades.
A little bit proud my mischief caused this moment of fist in the airness for the Hull Daily Mail too......hehe.
Unelectable? Don't make me laugh.
And we agree.
Here is our post from the day http://www.newtekjournalismukworld.com/british-political-scene/from-an-unelectable-jeremy-corbyn-rally-in-hull and below a brief youtube video.
Sunday Joe Solo has posted on Facebook:
Took this from the stage at the Corbyn Rally in Hull yesterday. An estimated 3500 people raising their fists in memory of the eight International Brigade volunteers from the city, just before they hollered along to my song 'No Pasaran!'. As symbolic of the atmosphere there yesterday as I can offer.
Hull was alive like I've never known it before and out in force for the man himself, whose message was met by the cheers and applause I'm sure you're all used to by now.
Struck me that this leadership race, for all it started as an undemocratic outrage, is helping remind us of what is important- our unity and solidarity. With so much nastiness in the air post-Brexit, it is beautiful to see people coming together and bringing all that energy and inspiration with them.
[Below is his image from the stage]
I decided not to complete the survey asking who I was voting for in the leadership election. But, it did prompt me to sit down and think about all the reasons why I am voting for Jeremy Corbyn. This is what I wrote:
I'm 50 years old and a lifelong Labour voter although only a recent member of the Labour Party. When Jeremy Corbyn was elected Leader last year, it was the first time in decades that I'd seen a Labour politician who actually spoke to the issues that concerned me and articulated the pressing need for a truly radical change to the way politics is done in this country.
Like millions in this country, I watched in abject horror as the Blair government took us into an unjustifiable war in Iraq - wasting lives, wasting money, causing untold misery and suffering, and making every single one of us less safe and secure in the world. I have become sickened and angry as the levels of inequality in our society have grown and grown over recent decades. I have seen "austerity" sold to us as the only way forward out of our economic mess... all the while, watching the bankers, CEOs and the tax-avoiding elites stash their billions and spit in the faces of the rest of us. I have seen immigrants, the working poor, the unemployed, the sick, the mentally ill and the disabled vilified and punished for their circumstances, whilst Labour politicians - whether in government or in opposition - have done very little to speak out for them or protect them. As an NHS worker, I have seen the daily heartbreaking evidence of the way that privatisation and grotesque underfunding is destroying our beloved health service. . And I have waited for the Labour Party to stand up and say "No more." To say "There is an alternative to this."
I have waited. And I have waited. And I have waited. And nothing has changed.
Meanwhile, the theatre of Westminster continues - braying politicians of all stripes, hooting and jeering and scoring cheap points at PMQs - behaving in ways that would have the rest of us fired in an instant if we tried that crap in our own workplaces. Politicians elected to lead us, who are too cowed by the fear of the over-powerful media to actually stand up and be counted. Afraid to lead, afraid to advance a single original idea without testing it through a million focus groups first. Trapped in the Westminster bubble, oblivious to the daily realities of ordinary people who are struggling.
I am 50 years old. I'm tired. I'm jaded. I'm cynical. I'm ready to give up and just accept that nothing is ever, EVER going to change. I might as well give up voting altogether. After all, what the f**k is the point?
And then along comes Jeremy Corbyn. This wrinkly, rumply, beardie, vegetarian lefty, who has been around for ever... quietly and respectfully saying all the things that I think - and that I suspect millions of other people think, too - and doing so in a way that starkly highlights the ridiculous spectacle that Westminster politics has become. Oh my God... he's actually become the Leader of the Labour Party! Maybe... just maybe... there's a glimmer of hope? There he is, week after week, asking the questions that I want asked, in the way I want them asked. Representing people like me. Being mocked and ridiculed for it in the media, of course - but there he is. Steadfast, honest, dignified, consistent, unflashy. A Leader if ever I saw one.
I'm not some naive, unquestioning Corbyn groupie. I'm not some starry-eyed youthful zealot. I'm not a Trotskyite. I'm not an entryist. I am a strong, educated, intelligent, articulate lifelong Labour-voting woman. And I am angry. More angry than I have ever been in my life. And I'm ready to stand up and fight for the better, fairer, more equal society that Jeremy Corbyn is fighting for.
That's why I am voting for Jeremy Corbyn.
Thanks to Sophie Crossfield
I thought it would be good to tell everyone (anyone who’s interested anyway!) what really happened at that Owen Smith rally yesterday in Liverpool. Some of the pictures have gone quite viral and Val has become quite the Corbyn supporter of the day – and rightly so. I’m not speaking for Val as she’s more than capable of doing that for herself, as we all know. However I can tell you about my reasons for being there and the actual events as they happened.
So why did I, a Corbyn supporter, go along to a Smith rally? It might seem an odd choice for a Saturday afternoon. I had an email from his team – as did most Labour supporters – a few days before which outlined the event, to be held at Camp & Furnace. As with most Labour Party members, I like to debate, discuss, find information and facts, and I like to question everything. This can strengthen your beliefs, and it can also improve your debating skills for when you’re trying to win people over.
So why not go to the Smith rally?
It’s good to listen to all angles and I also wanted to meet people and talk to them to find out why they think Corbyn is such a bad leader that they want to vote him out. I’ve yet to find a convincing argument beyond the usual line of ‘he’s a terrible leader and can’t win the next election’. I want to know why they think that. Do they know something that I don’t, or can they see something blatant that I’m blind to? For me, if Corbyn is such a bad leader, it should be really easy to convince me with facts.
So I signed up and sent in my RSVP. I even emailed his team to ask if I could officially take photographs. I’m a keen photographer and use everything I can as an opportunity to practice. I also share my photographs from public events and make them freely available for anyone to use as I feel it’s part of my duty for the cause.
I wondered if I’d be the only person there who wasn’t a Smith supporter, and wondered if I’d stand out. But as we’re all members of the same party with the same main aim – to remove the Tories from power and restore rights and equality for everyone – I couldn’t see that my being there might be an issue for anyone. I’d already decided to be open and honest about my allegiances, and that’s already out there on social media for anyone to see. There’s absolutely no point in hiding that.
I asked on a pro-Corbyn Facebook page for questions they’d like to ask if they ever got the chance to ask Owen Smith face to face. Some answers were funny, some were brilliant. I suspected I wouldn’t ever get the opportunity to ask any questions, but had a couple up my sleeve just in case I got the chance. I hadn’t realised just how slim those chances were going to be – I needn’t have bothered.
So on a gorgeous sunny Liverpool afternoon I drove into town and parked up near the venue – which you should really visit if you ever get the chance. It’s a favourite for the locals. As I started to wander over I realised people were walking away from the venue. A woman was standing on a corner holding a Smith sign, chatting to another woman who began to walk away, so I popped over to find out what was going on. “Are you here for the Smith rally?” she asked, and I nodded. “The venue has been cancelled last minute I’m afraid. You can probably guess what’s happened there.” I shook my head and asked what she meant. “You can probably surmise from the cancellation. There has been bad publicity on social media – and you can guess the rest. It’s the usual story.’ I still wasn’t sure what she meant – maybe she was implying that people had made threats? I really don’t know. I’ve not seen a thing on social media myself and when Liverpool people have a campaign on the go, we usually ALL know about it.
So I wandered up towards the green area we’d been directed to. The woman who had just walked away from the Smith woman spotted me and asked me if I was there for Smith. I said “Not really… I’m a Corbyn supporter, here out of curiosity.” She smirked and said she could tell – and this was the theme of the day. Corbyn supporters looking slightly shady, hanging around the edges of the event, and looking at each other with guilty smiles. Sometimes, chatting to each other, laughing a bit and then moving around for a better position.
Val had a Corbyn T shirt in her bag and wondered if she should put it on. Neither of us could see any issue with it. We were there to listen, and who knows – maybe Smith could convert us to his way of thinking. It’s not a crime to think differently. So on the t-shirt went. A few people looked over and pointed in amusement, but it didn’t cause an immediate outcry.
It was announced that Smith would be on in 5 minutes and there was free ice cream and sandwiches for everyone if they came down to the front for them – therefore squeezing the 150 or so (I’m being kind – you can decide yourselves from the photographs) people into a smaller space, which any photographer will tell you looks better. The grassy area is a small square which had been called a park, but is in fact just an area where buildings have been knocked down and replaced with some greenery.
First up was a woman from the Wirral who said a few words, followed by Smith himself who bounded onto the stage with his familiar pressed white shirt with the sleeves rolled up – and who wouldn’t have their sleeves up on such a nice day? His speech was good. I’m not going to lie and tell you it was awful, because it wasn’t. He comes across very well. He speaks well and looks good. He’s confident and fairly slick (aside from his recent slip of the tongue about being pro-austerity). People who like that sort of politician will love him. His speech was littered with pokes at Corbyn, of course, but was also full of his ideas and policies. Smith’s policies are largely similar to Corbyn’s, and you can’t really tell him his policies are wrong when they’re the same.
I could bring up Smith’s background and previous history, but I’m taking him on what I’ve personally seen. And he’s fine. The speech was fine. Maybe at another time I might have voted for him. He was probably brave to schedule a rally in Liverpool at all, so I’ll give him credit for that. We couldn’t fail to notice that the crowd was stuffed full of MPs, MEPs, officials and his team, as well as photographers. These people probably outnumbered actually members of the party or the public, and I know of at least 20 or so Corbyn supporters who were also there, although we all seemed to have arrived separately.
Apart from hair colour, bottled tans and eye lashes, Liverpool people don’t really do fake. I suspect they’re not that into this type of politician. The slickness, the Cameronesque rolled up sleeves, the ‘one of the people’ humour. We just don’t fall for it and will call you out on it. The team must have know this when they threw the rally open to questions and made sure the microphone was handed only to people they knew and only with prepared questions. Some locals did try to ask questions but found themselves without a microphone and quickly shut up if they did manage to shout loud enough to be heard. That’s to say they were shouting their very good questions to be heard, rather than shouting at anyone. One guy asked how the massive increase in membership could be considered a failure. Another started to explain how he’d joined the Labour Party because of Corbyn (I know lots of you have) and was drowned out by Smith asking to see his membership card and members of his team laughing at him. It’s a shame he couldn’t have let these people speak and answer their questions. Of course they probably won’t agree, but the debate needs to be had – not shut down.
I’m well aware that most politicians do this – stuff the crowd full of your team and stage manage any questions. It might have impressed me if the conversation hadn’t been shut down though.
So onto the t-shirt which Val had put on. Val can get quite afraid in large crowds so this smaller rally was better for her, but she still decided to stand away from the main crowd, at the back of the stage, by the ice cream van. We suddenly became aware that two women were carefully standing in front of her. This became a game, with Val shuffling sideways to get a better view, and these women following suit. Eventually there were maybe six people joining in this insane shuffle. Nobody was particularly rude to Val, apart from maybe three or four people who did come up to make comments. Smile and wave, Val. Smile and wave! When people asked her why she was there she explained very politely that she was there to listen. Most people accepted that.
I was asked at one stage why I was photographing people, to which I answered “because I can”… Although I did notice that none of the other photographers were asked this, except for me, standing with Val. I made sure I stayed with Val when it seemed like she was being surrounded – not for her safety but so that people knew she wasn’t alone and wouldn’t be an easy target.
The irony of the photograph of Val standing next to the ice cream van while Smith is talking did hit me…. I heard years ago that during Thatcher’s time as a chemist, she hit upon a chemical which can be put into cream to fluff it up full of air, increasing the volume – Mr Whippy ice cream. At the time I was told this it was said that she had found a way to make the people pay more for something they thought they were getting, but was nothing but air.
And that was it. A venue cancelled, free ice cream and sandwiches (we didn’t partake), a nice speech, some Corbyn supporters looking shifty and us leaving not particularly inspired. It wasn’t a bad speech. He doesn’t have bad policies. He doesn’t strike me as a terrible person. Maybe one day he could actually work with Corbyn and have a positive effect – I don’t know. Stranger things have happened, and most of them quite recently.
But don’t forget, once this leadership contest is all over and we have a democratically elected leader, we will all have to work together in our common aim. I think that most Corbyn supporters are ready to welcome Smith supporters into the campaign, just as I would hope that Smith’s supporters wouldn’t immediately call for all Corbyn supporters to be removed from the party and shunned. This increase in membership and support needs to be galvanised, whoever is the leader. We’re now the largest political party in the UK and the largest Socialist party in Europe. We need to hang onto these members and work with them. We’re in a better position now than we’ve been for years. Let’s do this!
And if you spot a Smith t-shirt amongst the crowd at the Corbyn rally in Liverpool on Monday evening, please show them some courtesy. Give them a hug. Include them in what’s going on. Have discussions with them. We’re all on the same side.
Thanks to Sue Parry and over to
Val Colvin here https://vimeo.com/176863535
rJeremy Corbyn event at the New Dock Hall in Leeds
Saturday Evening I went along to Leeds Armouries to see Jeremy Corbyn; I had the excellent fortune to meet up with friends, Kayleigh Brooks and her sister and with Viv Kitkatt a member on our Corbyn 50+ Facebook Page.
We all arrived around 17:30 and milled around chatting to people. Meeting people we knew from Labour party Branches and Momentum Leeds people.
Even at that time there were 300 or so people in the Plaza outside of the event building, all chatting and happy in anticipation of what was to come.
The queue soon stretched right across the plaza and out onto the Road over 100mtrs away; young old, fit disabled, children and babes in arms all waiting for the event to start.
The doors opened at around 6.30pm and we were allowed in.
The room soon filled up, every seat taken, and over 1000 standing at the back behind all the seating; young old and middle-aged were sat on the floor in front of the stage.
The atmosphere was palpable in anticipation.
The event Chair, Councillor Susan Press (Todmorden Ward Calderdale) who took on the task at 5 minutes noitice took to the stage and was clearly nervous at first; she addressed the hall, in almost complete silence And explained that the job was just handed to her; the warm laughter and applause she received put her at ease.
Jeremy had arrived she said.
The Roar the applause, the cheers and a standing ovation just for mentioning his name rocked the rafters.
After that her nerves vanished and she gave a short speech from her own experience with no preparation and went on to explain that Jeremy was outside addressing the 1000 or so who could not get in due to the hall being full.
The other speakers came in and took to the stage to a standing ovation, A councillor from Islington a Lady who was Leeds Met Uni Student President Imran Hussain MP from Bradford and Richard Burgon Leeds MP?
In turn they spoke of the support Jeremy has been getting up and down the Country and his policy ideas.
Immigration, Housing, The Economy, young people, old people, welfare and a whole host of issues which are at all our hearts.
The atmosphere and warmth of applause was amazing, ovations were coming thick and fast such that each speaker was stalled and interrupted during their speeches. Yet none missed a word or faltered.
Meanwhile we could hear snippets of Jeremy outside and the cheers he was raising from the crowd.
Imran Hussain spoke of Bradford our sister city 5 miles outside Leeds; of how the immigrant community had strengthened
in recent times; of the hardship and hardwork of the people of Bradford who much like Leeds had been affected by the Tory Cuts and Austerity.
That he could see hope in a future with Jeremy Corbyn as our Prime Minister.
There was no if or maybe, it was WHEN!
He spoke briefly about the 172 (others) who had taken the move to oust Corbyn sometimes to boos and hisses from the crowd but all in good nature.
The speeches were inspired and dramatic from every speaker, yet the atmosphere warm friendly and all Comrades together.
We laughed we cheered we applauded every mention of the future that is Jeremy Corbyn.
Richard Burgon came to the Podium to cheers and applause, he had to wait almost 5 minutes for the ovation to end before he could begin. He spoke of Leeds, he spoke of the hard work that Jeremy had put in this last year, of electoral successes, the defeats inflicted on the Tories on welfare, tax credits, Schools and Acadamies policy defeat, the destruction of Osborne's Budget and the end of his career as Chancellor.
All of which were achievements by Corbyn and the Shadow team.
Magnanimous in his comments about the achievements of the other MP's even the 172 rebels and about how we need to fight the Tories and not each other; comradely comments and warm words even for the worst of them; "we hold no grudge, we hold no reprisals over them" his words rang out like a bell and were applauded.
"A United Labour Party can and will win the General Election!"
These are not the words of failure or defeat, but the words of Victory and our Future.
Finally Jeremy entered the auditorium, the ovation, the cheers the applause was defeaning, we stood and cheered for almost 10 minutes.
It was an un elievable and warm atmosphere.
Jeremy started his speech talked of the other speakers, his visit last year to Yorkshire during the floods, and of the event last summer at this venue.
The words flowed over the crowd, the warmth and cheers rang out across the whole arena, his words strong and unfaltering his clear commitment to push his Anti Austerity Agenda, the defeats he inflicted, all attributed to us the members, our campaigning and strength espoused with the warmest of words.
Clearly it had been a long day for all of the speakers having been to Hull in the afternoon, yet all waited patiently for Selfies, warm words and handshakes.
I sat there on my Mobility Scooter waiting for one of the friends I had come with to get her Selfie with Jeremy.
Jeremy came over and shook my hand (i may never wash it again) spoke warm words of support to the lady I was sitting with and then he left the Auditaurioum with cheers and applause following him out.
I have to admit he looked tired at that point, but was still smiling, a long hard day obviously that would exhauast any one.
Inspired does not come close to how I feel; awed! is close.
The warmth and depth of understanding and dare I say it Love for his comrades is nothing short of brilliant.
People say we are a Cult or simply Fanatics in awe of the Man, and yes there is some of that in his supporters, but more than that he lives for the words he speaks, some people talk the talk.
Jeremy Corbyn Walks the Walk and delivers it every waking hour of every day."
Well said Stewart Dunbar Leeds
Hull woman Kaz Driffill was one of many who attended a Jeremy Corbyn leaderhip rally in Kingston-upon-Hull Saturday.
Kaz tells us she has always been Labour and so have her family.
She believes Tony Blair has been the party's downfall and people are still punishing Labour for what he did and stood for.
It was an outdoor event Saturday to keep costs down. Jeremy Corbyn is not backed by big money.
Kaz has kindly shared her images from the day, some as the event kicked off others as the day wound down but she adds these words to her image record of the day:
"I'm just glad Jeremy Corbyn is as steadfast as he is, cool, calm and collected. He's normal, he's just so amazing... and he's here for us all just as we are for him, I think the more the media try to discredit him the more the British people get behind him. Brilliant being a part of something so historic."
"It's took a long time to get over yesterday's Hull rally. I was on such a high that I found it hard to sleep last night 🙂
"Wow, what a fantastic afternoon, loved being part of a 3,000 plus rally to listen to hopefully our next Prime minister.
"Mr Corbyn speaks from the heart, he listens with his heart, he wants for us exactly what we've been looking for for so long; he gives us hope. Being part of a rallying crowd which is growing by the day is something so wonderful, a time which I, as a middle-aged lady have been waiting for.
Thank you Mr Corbyn for giving us hope.
The black skies are clearing."
Kaz wrote to Mr Corbyn in June. She said:
Dear Mr Corbyn
I write to you to personally give my backing and my support. You're doing a fabulous job and I have more trust in you Mr Corbyn than any other labour leader ever... you work tirelessly and your hard work isn't overlooked and misplaced at all by the many many supporters you have. Please please keep up with the amazing job you're doing. I will support you and trust in you throughout your political career.... I have written to Alan Johnson my local labour MP to echo these sentiments... please don't give up! This country NEEDS YOU
Today's sermon - Why I am suddenly so passionate about politics.
When I left school at sixteen I already was a tad political. I had joined CND at 14 and was lucky enough to meet Monsignor Bruce Kent. What an amazing man.
I initially joined the 'Ecology Party' the forerunner of the Greens. I was already becoming an ideologist but had not enough life experience to temper that with any realism.
The only experience before that was going to a 'Young Conservatives Rally' in 1978 at the newly opened NEC!
Thatcher was there spreading her gospel of materialism and greed.
Petula Clark screeching out 'Land of Hope and Glory' on the stage.
I went with a group of teenagers from Moss Side. We all were left slightly bemused and fearful. We did all get a bag of goodies which went promptly in the nearest bin.
This prompted my later decision to join the Labour Party and support Michael Foot in his campaigning.
Many a door was knocked upon by this long haired lout. Some pleasant. Most not. Stockport was mainly Tory at this point with some exceptions such as the pre-turncoat days of Anne Coffey.
In 1983 I left school and saw the beginning of my journey into the real world. I tried a YTS scheme in a camera shop, Jack Hadfield's in Stockport, but since I had no interest in photography I just ended up sweeping floors and being ushered into the back if a customer came in. I lasted about six weeks.
I then went to Stockport College on the PCSC course. It was to teach us to become care workers. It was then I truly got into the political scene. I became 'Chair' of the Stockport College Labour Group, and was elected (volunteered) for the local Exec of the Student Union.
During this period Thatcherism was destroying British Culture.
The protection of family units was stripped away as she and her cronies sold off and privatised all of the countries major assets.
To those profiteering whether with BT shares or the purchase of their council house, she was great, my mates even getting involved with buying shares (not me though as my bar bill in the SU was demanding my spare cash).
To others though such as miners, steel workers, firemen, infact anyone in manual or blue collar positions in industry she was stripping their lives clean to the bone. Removing rights to strike, to feed their families, stealing the future not just of individuals but communities, towns, cities even regions of the UK.
Families that had been comfortable, even prosperous were having to rely on handouts. Unemployment hit a million for the first time. When people rose up against her greed she brought in the police as her personal army.
Incidents were happening all over the UK.
Moss Side erupted in riots, Toxteth, then Brixton (I was in Brixton as it started and was witness to the police dragging people from buildings and beating them. This was not community policing it was vicious, violent and extreme responses, likely ordered by Thatcher herself).
I knew many of the Moss Side Rioters and these were not gangsters they were kids I went swimming with. They were not violent by nature they were affable and friendly. They were however Ghettoised. Beaten down and stripped of opportunity.
I started to become a 'flying picket' under the political flag going to support individuals and groups wherever needed.
To add my voice to causes I now fully believed in. This was when socialism, (not to be confused with communism) got into my blood.
I was at Warrington supporting the print workers that were losing their employment and future through the actions of Eddie Shah, a Thatcher apostle and media mogul. I was there warming myself beside a brazier when with no cause or warning the police charged us armed with batons and riot shields.
Kicking the burning oil cans into the crowd. These police had no justification for the absolute terrible violence they inflicted on the strikers and their supporters. I was lucky. I was dragged away by my uncle, a press photographer there to cover the police response.
I attended marches and picket lines for the miners, travelling as far and wide as South Yorkshire to Hyde Park. I saw many more heavy handed policing without justification. The Police now being used as a weapon against the people. Some officers absolutely relishing their new role.
Army Fire Engines (Green Goddess') being used as ad hock water cannon.
Around this time I also got involved with the ANTI-NAZI League and AFA.
I was sick of the discrimination I saw every day. I used these groups to learn what I was fighting for. To see how hate subjugated so many in our society and how all discrimination was a tool in the arsenal of what I now identify as the establishment.
At the time it was seen as just Thatcher and her evil cabinet, but I now realise it was and is far more sinister.
I began to understand people cannot ever be all equal as that's a utopian idea, but they can be equal in opportunity.
That however still is not the case in the UK. If anything we are further from it. More kids get to go to University now its true. And education does open some doors but I am reminded of an old joke, 'what do you say to a post graduate?' 'Big Mac and large fries please'.
Our children may achieve at uni or college but unless they go to Oxbridge have little chance of achieving.
They will run up huge debt. Be unable to buy a home. And every day they are watched from waking to sleeping. Possibly in-between too.
I do not have a passion for socialism to change my world.
I want my kids and their kids to have freedom, a voice, chances, opportunity, luxury, adventure, food, shelter, love, well-being! In short a future.
A country where people survive only with food banks and hostels and yet others drive £4,000,000 cars (yes saw one at the weekend) and live in gated communities to separate themselves from the 'riff raff' cannot do anything but stagnate and decay.
Austerity is a con to keep the rich wealthy and the not rich in poverty.
ASBO is not about keeping you and me safe from teenagers. It is to prevent teenagers or communities developing above their station. Its only enforceable against social housing tenants. A law designed to shackle the poor.
So yes I go on about Jeremy Corbyn.
Not because I like the bloke (never met him).
Not because he is the new messiah ( I have no god).
Not because he will make me rich or powerful (he wont).
Because he is honest.
He has integrity and morality.
He is not materialist nor greedy. He is absolutely a chance for change. A chance for a new beginning. A chance for the people to matter once more.
Socialism is not about greed or theft.
Its not about hate or keeping up with the 'Joneses' its not all men should be equal.
Its all men and women, of all races and religions, all abilities, all classes should have equality of opportunity.
All should matter.
All should have health, accommodation and food. A good standard of living for all. A more luxurious one for those that strive harder for it.
So this is part of what made me a socialist. And part of the reason I see Jeremy Corbyn as the path to a better future for us all.
Obviously its hard to cover it all in ome post. Big gaps in my story. One day I may just fill them.
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