February 2013, London
Do you ever wake up at night thinking of the families of those workers who die at their workplace because one of the world’s largest multinationals couldn’t make the decision on time to replace a faulty piece of equipment? Of children getting sick from working too much in the fumes of a factory? Of millions of pensioners affected when an energy giant goes bust because of its own fraudulent accounting schemes and takes with it their life savings? Of holiday makers who lose their lives in train crashes and ship wrecks caused by negligence and systematic failure on the part of large organisations to do what is right, instead of what is profitable?
If so – what do you do, how do you reconcile with those troubling thoughts? Do you try to relegate them to some corner of your mind, possibly close to natural disaster or fatal diseases? Do you see them as another type of catastrophe, like a tsunami, or an earthquake? Or like a plague? Perhaps like leukaemia?
And does it work? Or are you still awake? Does it still bother you, in a different way? Do such events still make you sick inside, more so than natural disasters do? Can you not blame them on the gods, or fate? Do they seem radically different somehow, and for that reason utterly unbearable?