These are crazy times.
And as an old bird, these times remind me very much of life growing up in the late 70s and early 80s. Everything felt like it was up in the air.
There was a woman in power – hurray, but that woman was Thatcher – politically, economically, socially and culturally everything was broken/fucked/exciting.
We marched with the miners. We rocked against racism. And we arrived by the coachload to Pride at the time AIDS was being used to discriminate against the gay community.
For many these were dark times, but there was a feeling that you could positively do something.
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