Some Pictures Must Be Taken. Some Quotes Must Be Quoted.
And here we are, it is the 10th entry in my Gloomscapes series! Can’t believe it’s been ten weeks already.
Did this used to be a family’s abode, or perhaps a school? Maybe a library, or a community centre. No one remembers, for there is no one left.
And the walls kept tumbling down
In the city that we love
~Bastille, Pompeii
#KeepOnGloomin’
I attended a Stop Brexit March in Leeds on Saturday, my second march of this kind. I’m posting about it somewhat late; I felt exhausted all day Sunday as I also went to a friend’s son first birthday party when I got back to Manchester. I normally barely set a foot outside on weekends if I don’t have to. My body can’t quite handle so much action!
This march was one of similar marches taking place around the country to mark the first anniversary of the triggering of the Article 50. The Leeds march represented North.
This was my first time visiting Leeds and I will definitely visit again, properly with my camera; this time my attention was dedicated solely to the march. All pictures were taken with my smartphone.
It all started on the train:
I caught the same train as some fellow protesters, who hung EU flag on the window.
Of course the giant EU flag wasn’t missing.
More pics and signs and banners:
One of the speakers at the march was Richard Corbett MEP, you can see him on the above picture on the very left, talking to the woman with blond hair. I’ve met him before at a Q&A session he did at the University of Manchester last year.
I suppose the next picture should come with a trigger warning!
I was pleased I got to photograph the Brexit Monster up close, it was too far away from me at the Manchester march.
Will this message get across?
What’s been frustrating to me recently is not the events that are happening, it’s the fact that people don’t seem to care a bit. They’re going about their lives, probably thinking it’ll all work out or possibly believing that Brexit won’t happen, whilst doing nothing towards it not to happen. It’s this apathy that that’s the worst. I’ve not heard anyone outside my circle even mention the Cambridge Analytica story. Even Remainers say we should just “get on with it”. Um, no.
One day they’ll wake up in the morning into a first day of dictatorship and will keep asking, how did this happen? Like this, motherfuckers. Sigh.
To end the post on a positive note, it’s been great seeing news about March for Life in USA. To all the people that came out to the streets, I want to say: you absolutely rock!
Without further ado, here is Number Nine in the Gloomscapes series.
Today it’s abandoned shopping trolleys–or shopping carts if you prefer.
The clocks stopped at one seventeen. There was a long shear of bright light, then a series of low concussions. I think it’s October but I can’t be sure. I haven’t kept a calendar for years. Each day is more grey than the one before. It is cold and growing colder as the world slowly dies. No animals have survived, and all the crops are long gone. Someday all the trees in the world will fall. The roads are peopled by refugees towing carts, and gangs carrying weapons, looking for fuel and food.
~from the movie The Road
And now, all that is left is empty shopping carts.
~me
#KeepOnGloomin’
What’s my favourite place?
The one I’ve been posting most pictures of, ever since I started this blog–Heaton Park, Manchester.
You feel like you’re in the middle of the woods without having left the city.
I go there in spring, summer and autumn and I always take a lot of pictures. I have more photographs from Heaton Park on my hard drive than any other place.
It’s been good doing the Weekly Photo Challenge again!
This sign is outside one of the many University buildings on Oxford Road in Manchester.
Why have I taken a picture of such a random thing? Because 1. that’s what I do and 2. it reminded me of something.
If you’ve watched Dirk Gently’s Holistic Detective Agency, then you will recognise “Everything is connected” as a sort of tagline of the show. (If you haven’t watched it, then I highly recommend it–it’s funny and clever and has amazing characters, so basically everything a good TV series should be.)
It also reminded me of another thing, non-fictional.
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End of blog post.
