Great little film from the Labour Party.
I was deeply moved by the feeling of ‘failing’ our children and our dependents despite working our arses off, expressed in this film. It’s certainly something I’ve struggled with in middle-age and ultimately it made me extremely mentally unwell.
Now, those of you who know me, will know that by most people’s standards I’ve always been pretty barmy. I’m extremely emotionally volatile and somehow I wasn’t ‘socialised’ properly and suffer from Chronic Rebellion Syndrome (I made that up). So you will know that when I say, ‘mentally unwell,’ I’m talking about being properly, suicidally, unwell.
This overwhelming sense of failure, of being beaten down by the constant struggle to earn a living; The struggle to remain true to myself but to spend all day doing what I am told by idiots in suits. The constant media hype that constantly reinforces the idea that to earn a living and bring up healthy, happy kids is no longer ‘good enough,’ because the only way for life to have meaning and for any of us to have any social ‘status’ is for us to become rich and famous.
To be honest on a bad day I can still feel suicidal around this shit.
I once heard Simon Cowell say on The X Factor that he, “liked winners,” with the obvious corollary that he ‘didn’t’ like losers. He said this phrase, ‘I like winners,’ as if ‘winning’ was a moral virtue. But of course it isn’t. ‘Winning’ has no moral attribution good or bad because it is ‘how’ you win that contains moral value.
You might describe ‘trying’ as a moral virtue, indeed when I was growing up the phrase was “it’s not the winning that’s important, it’s the taking part.” So you could say, “I like tryers,” and it would carry some moral weight. But to be honest in today’s world even ‘trying’ is a questionable moral virtue, because so often it involves ‘trying’ to win at ‘any costs’. If trying to win involves lying and cheating then even ‘trying’ is morally reprehensible. But not to men like Cowell, because to him ‘winning’ is everything. To him to take part and not to win is to be a ‘loser’ and he doesn’t like losers, he only likes ‘winners’. So to him presumably a wealthy, drug-dealing, gangster is more ‘likeable’ than an unemployed steel worker because at least the gangster is a ‘winner’.
You see me, I must be a ‘loser’ because I don’t like ‘winners’ particularly, I like kind, generous people who do things for others; I like honest people with integrity; I like people who do their best despite all the constant knock backs life throws at them; I like people who can laugh at themselves and their own foibles; I like people with humility who struggle and fight and try and keep a smile on their face despite all the BS they have to suck up everyday of their fucking lives from every greedy, nasty, lying, cheating, ‘winner’ they have to deal with!
So fuck you Cowell! You and all of your ‘winner’ mates can FUCK RIGHT OFF! (Incidentally, Michael ‘Winner’ was reputedly one of the nastiest little fuckers to ever walk the earth.)
Indeed, anyone who even thinks in terms of ‘winners’ and ‘losers,’ should stay the fuck away from me… And seriously, I mean it, because I am a crazy ‘loser’ and I might tear your fucking ‘winners’ head right off your fucking ‘winners’ shoulders!