Last Sunday I went up to St Paul’s, compelled by curiosity
as much as the urgency that has been mounting these last few weeks and months. Part of the underground was closed for
repairs so I made my way in over the Millenium Bridge, St Paul’s all soft old stone
and grand in the burgeoning dusk and the bright white light of the floodlights
playing on the colonnades. The camp itself
was how you might expect it: tents all huddled up like barnacles or Islamic
pilgrims at prayer before the monumental pillars and stairs, the atmosphere
full of the old kinetic intensity of any protest, coupled with the lively sense
of mixed stress and excitement of the capital itself.
I took in the marquees and their mingling Sunday crowds and
politicians or people from the press, being fielded and led around by mildly beleaguered
or more sorted looking helpers, took at face value a large and scrawled
instruction to first and foremost inform myself about what was taking place if
I wanted to help. Overall I was struck
by the feel of the place, a sense of charge that has been with me all week and
which seemed to have more to it than simply the throng of the people or the
hallowed ground of St Paul’s. It had at
least as much to do with the conjunction of time and place and points in history
and the hope that can hold in the face of the problems we’re faced with.
For weeks I’d watched with great interest as
this camp had ridden out a sometimes tumultuous narrative of threatened
evictions and actual resignations and juxtaposition of protest and the workings
of the Church and this strange potential for bringing the aims and the values
of both towards something like a greater harmony. What is clear is that, whatever some in the
press may have said, the camp has already achieved a great deal. The protest has struck a chord across the
country with people concerned or angered or dismayed by the homogenous
domination of a financial system that has privatised profits and socialized
risks and a government that seems hell bent on pursuing a policy of
libertarianism that is hard not to see as all too often cold and even calculating.
There has been a great deal of talk about the sense that the
aims of the protests seem vague or at least unclearly stated. But that seems in counterpoint to the very
real list of demands released this last week.
The protestors, in a group specifically set up to deal with issues
relating to the City of London Corporation (and all the fiscal weight that that
body personifies), called for a full breakdown of the City cash account, for
the Corporation’s activities to be subject to a Freedom of Information Act and
for details to be released of all lobbying undertaken on behalf of the bank and
finance industries since the 2008 crash.
Very specific demands then from what have been dismissed as a bunch of
kids with a vague intent to raise the issues and do a spot of reading on the
stairs.
But it’s fair to say there is a call for wider clarity as to
the future of our economic system, above and beyond the vital technicalities
regarding the City of London, its hitherto largely unchallenged clout and its
historic and perhaps anachronistic privileges.
In the justified audacity of setting up a camp such as this there has
been an expectation that the occupants should have some kind of ready-made
blueprint set to be expounded from on high or simply from the street that shows
a clear direction in which to move.
That in itself is nothing if not a tall order when the
greatest of minds are struggling to come to terms with a world where all the
old certainties are being stripped away and daily events have so far outrun the
attempts of policy makers to get one step ahead of them. But in a week where we have been warned by
the IEA that we have five years to change the nature of our energy consumption
if we are to retain any hope of warding off dangerous climate change, it might
just be that what could be seen as fiscal hard knocks now could help see us
clear of a wider climatic disaster. That
may seem something of a forlorn hope when emissions are continuing to rise
despite financial crisis but it is perhaps a measure of how urgently things
must be turned around that emissions would very likely be worse were the global
markets in full throttle.
The salient point in all this is that constantly and
exponentially growing economies are simply incompatible with an ecological
framework that is explicitly finite.
This is surely the greatest issue of our times and we could do worse
than see the current financial interruption as an unprecedented opportunity to
reconfigure our societies’ most fundamental modus operandi.
What might such changes look like in practice? We could do worse than follow the advice of
Tim Jackson in his iconic book ‘Prosperity Without Growth’ when he suggests
we implement a transition to service rather than product based economies, that
we channel investment into savings rather than consumption, invest these savings
in ecological assets and adjust the working week to help bring our carbon
consumption under control. For anyone
serious about finding a realistic way forward, his book is well worth engaging
with.
Perhaps what is clearer than ever at such a time as this is
that any amount of specific policies or suggestions or advice are secondary to
what we face as a global culture. The
old fluorescent dream of never ending growth in GDP is simply not tenable to
continue if we are to deliver to the generations who will follow us a biosphere
that remains both rich and pleasant to inhabit.
Growth of some description may not be ruled out but must be accompanied
by a drop in emissions sufficient enough to make that growth tenable. As Jackson says, that means we should be
ruling out growth altogether until our emissions are under control.
What follows then does not hold easy answers. In the short term at least it will probably not
exactly make people want to sing from the rooftops in unbridled joy as all the
sureties and comforts that we have grown used to are either reduced or made a
little more hard-won. But somewhere down
the line, be it years or even decades, if we can navigate the times ahead, we
might have cause to be more grateful, we might find a perspective to look back at
the times before us as full of challenges but also holding an undiminishable
promise of how a life that balances economic needs and ecological limits could
be both rich and rewarding.
There are other riches in life beyond the dictats of the
bond markets and we would do well to cultivate a greater sense of inner and
cultural strength and celebrate these: even – and especially – when they come
without the sometimes dubious brands of officially sanctioned authenticity, if
such a thing means a mainstream media that has all too often grown debased or
sometimes scattered in the hunt for any fresh news. It might just be that we can see in the times
that lie ahead a greater clarity towards the things we already own and which
nobody can take away: our spirit towards life and love for one another, our
ability to foster and sustain a real community, the ever-present sense that
strength comes from within and can be cultivated even when the times seem
arduous.
The protest here and the Occupy movement worldwide has
reminded us all that we have an obligation to root our spirituality in how we
live our lives, in how we act in the corporeal world. And that in itself touches on something
profound, something perhaps that goes to the heart of the great environmental
and financial crises with which we are faced: that it is in what is immediate
and before our eyes, rather than some distant paradise or a revolution that
begins next week, that holds the key to our salvation. Our problems are urgent and need acting upon
now. Paradise, far from being something only more removed, exists in the world in its primal
state, something we have imagined and then built our way out of. In that sense it is in our imaginations that
the road back must begin.
The revolution needed then is first and foremost one of
consciousness and - if you go to St. Paul’s sometime soon - you may very well
feel it; the sense of transformation in the air. The road to practical solutions then comes
out of such a sense, out of the renewed belief of what is still within our
hands, out of the sense of what is possible when we wake up to the potential that is
with us everyday. Materially, the limitations that
we face are as real as the earth that we stand on. But there is potentially great strength and
liberation to be had within them. Indeed
it may help wake us up to the fact that much of what truly matters can never be
bought or exchanged – that that which lies within us and that which we find in
the people around us has never been anything other than the true measure of our
wealth.
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