Great acts are made up of small deeds.
I was privileged yesterday to see half a million small deeds, coming together to make one great deed. People from all walks of life, from all strata of society, all sacrificing a day in order to make their voices heard. Many of them had begun their journey to London before the sun had risen. They would walk for miles, banging drums, blowing horns and whistles, making a glorious noise that will echo in the halls of those that consider themselves more powerful, that they know best. The five hundred thousand people that filled Piccadilly and Hyde Park yesterday disagree. I am happy to be amongst that number.
There will be attempts made to lessen the impact of the march yesterday, to call it the work of criminals and hoodlums, to point out the inevitable minor outbreaks of petty violence and call that the story. That’s not the case. You can’t silence half a million voices that easily.
EXCUSES AND HALF TRUTHS 