But I couldn’t stop thinking about it. It’s unarguable that the last few years have seen the ascent of the posh – at least in England – parallel to times getting harder for most of us. Big draughty houses celebrated in Downton Abbey and the urban equivalent in the revived Upstairs Downstairs (which I can’t help loving). Kate Middleton and her husband, whatever his name is. The Queen’s Diamond Jubilee.
All jolly good fun compared to the highest unemployment for 16 years and 22% of 16 – 24 yearolds out of work; a welfare ‘reform’ bill that will make the life of theunemployed, low paid and disabled more miserable, and the continuing financial crisis in the Eurozone as well as the UK’s own recent bout of quantitative easing.
The contrast is instructive. Why do so many people want to look (quietly) rich when times are hard?
I think it’s a form of self-preservation in insecure times. If you can’t be sure about whether you’re going to keep your job or your house, you can at least look like a person who doesn’t have to worry about that sort of thing.
But it’ll take more than a Primark padded jacket to keep the wolf from the door over the next few years. Might be better off thinking about some kind of political action. Which, of course, can still get pretty cold, muddy and wet, so hang onto the Hunters for now.