I am feeling a bit disheartened folks. I know you are probably getting sick of Anna and I saying this and bitching, but this is the way it is here.
The two issues that I care most about, transportation and food, are some of the areas that Birmingham ranks last in. That is saddening in it’s own right, but occasionally I will feel like I am the only person who gives a damn. That is not true, I have friends who care, but our voices just don’t seem loud enough.
Sunday’s Birmingham News had a story on food insecurity on the front page; a great article talking about the lack of fresh, healthy food access in lower income areas. I was hopeful, the word was spreading-maybe more people would care! Then I see this tweet:
“What you’re saying: Little sympathy for complaints of inner-city food buyers http://bit.ly/bRt7i0″
Friends, I read this and literally cried (at a coffee shop). It is just another example of our city’s contentment with the status quo. If you read the comments on any article on cycling it is more of the same. Saying that the poor should get it together and get out of the way. That the circumstances leading up to this are their fault. Absolutely no sympathy or acknowledgment that this could be a systemic issue.
Needless to say, I had an existential crisis, wondering what on earth I am doing with my life and if it is a fruitless effort. The good news is that if I am anything, it is hopeful. I will stay and fight, and push those voices out of my head. They are all morons, that is a fact. What gets me is that these morons voices seem to be the consensus. Sometimes I dream of living somewhere that already fought this battle. Where people give a shit and the government has their heads pulled from their asses.
Alas, there will always be battles to fight and morons with their heads planted firmly in their asses. I will continue to shut them out and trudge ahead.