a case for diversity (doing what we do, reprised)

Whether they know it or not, some folk change our lives, simply by ‘doing what they do’ in earshot or sight of ourselves. At times, the changes are positive, at times, they are not.

I am not a great fan of birthdays or other such commemorative days. Don’t get me wrong, I like receiving a gift, or even buying a nice gift. And I smile when one person shows genuine affection for another person, or nature, or an animal, or whatever the occasion requires. It’s just that I don’t always want too much fuss, or to feel I am being nudged into doing something special on a ‘special’ day for the sake of another person’s sense of occasion. Worse, I do not wish to satisfy any corporate desire that I oblige, knuckle down and/or obey.

Despite my curmudgeonly nature, I do understand that commemorative days offer the opportunity to say thank you to a fellow traveler who has changed a life.

And thus, onto the subject of today’s e-mither. My mate Tom has changed my life emotionally, practically and experientially. It is the small things that matter, and whilst Tom would not realise his affect, I can honestly say he has been both an inspiration and a valued friend during the short time we have worked together.

Today’s images were snapped by your author during a wonderful day of diversity, some years ago. I thank the people showcased here for appearing in front of my camera. I know nothing of the characters in the following images, other than they shared a day of diverse protest with me, at a time when many of us found our voice, realised some truths and told our stories.

From frightful hardcore anarchists, to Venezuelan Lesbian Nurses Against the Cuts , to hard working heroic doctors, and god fearing fancy dressers, we all ‘did our thing,’ told our tales, and shared our experiences.

News media, on the day these pictures were taken, only had eyes for the violent few who inevitably show their true colours on such occasions. However, for hundreds of thousands of good natured but serious folk, our day in our capital city showed us the true meaning of protest at it’s very special best.

The people featured below changed my life – by way of word, deed and by way of camaraderie. Tom has done the same. And so, on his birthday, may I say thank you to Tom, thank you to the anonymous subjects of my photos, and thank you to all the other diverse folk who have knowingly or not changed a life by ‘doing what they do.’

corporate challenge
inverted placard
Jesus boots
masked protester
my arse… not…
putting on the Ritz – old school
grey protest
protest dance
putting on the Ritz – red flag
Scots drummer
sex protest
tree hugger
whistle for it…

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