By now everyone has heard about Climate Change. It's the new way that the world will end unless we use our power together to shape a purer, chastized humanity, one that controls the weather. This newfangled idea is all the rage.
Upstairs, there was a makeshift, prison-like phonebooth where one could telephone the Prime Minister and demand more action. Laptops allowed market-goers to talk to internet websites, such as one that wants drive-throughs banned in Canada, or another that tells you about Al Gore in Bali. The tables included booths with pamphlets and books and slogan pins.
And that was that. At points, it really was a well-attended rally as these things go in London, and it does seem that these days, green events do bring the people out much more than anti-war ones. Of course, the traffic on a Market Saturday afternoon will provide many, many eyes that might normally drive right by a Victoria Park event, so this is a new kind of orange to compare. But if the Covent Garden Market is open to being used like this, it may become a rallying point of choice!
And so, the proceedings over and the activist booths mined, I departed to comfort the afflicted.
Crossposted to the climate criminals at Mitchieville