If you are a frequent reader of my infrequent posts and stories you will see that I avoid a significant elephant in the room. That’s the elephant of politics.
It’s not that I don’t do politics. Even if a person doesn’t do politics, politics does them in one way or another. It’s more that I find that I’m scared to express opinions. Maybe scared isn’t correct word but it will do for now. Mostly I don’t want to deal with the hassle of right wing, homophobic, fascist, racist twits flooding my inbox.
It’s to do with a comfort of life but also because my opinions are nuanced, layered and open to change. I don’t want to make a statement that in five years is dragged into the light where I was incorrect and I’ve moved on but is still being held up as an example of what a horrible person I am/was.
I live in Scotland; I really like the government we have but I would also vote for independence.
This statement is to so many people an oxymoron their heads might explode. It might drive some people to come to my blog but then it would be less about my awful writing than about my own personal opinions on things.
The other thing is there’s a lot of topics that I am not educated enough to comment on. The BLM movement is an example. I am a white middle class woman in Scotland with no understanding of what it’s like to be a Person of Colour either in the UK or anywhere else in the world. I am in no position to have any opinion other than racism is awful, it should be stamped out. However, I can’t speak for other people and their experience. I can support the BLM movement and I can listen but nothing I read or hear can replace a person’s experience in biased and racist systems.
I keep my politics private; I keep it to myself, I keep it personal.
If after reading this post, you want to unfollow and hate me then that’s your deal and I have far too much of my own stuff to be bothering with yours too.