The protesters are still camped out at St Paul's, and the radio tells me that the Dean (?) declined the offer of police protection, and instead invited people in. So he should, and no marks for thinking that strange. The big question today is, apparently, what do the protesters want? Things to be different, I guess. A change of status quo. A world that is different in ways that seem obvious to those of us on the outside, but hopelessly naive to those on the inside. If I was to write an alternative history, it wouldn't be the one in which, let's say, the losers won a big way, or a key historical figure wasn't assassinated after all.
No. It would be the one in which the politicians did nothing. Left us to sort out our own problems. It wouldn't be a utopia, and yes, I know, it almost certainly wouldn't work without some kind of centralised administration, and okay, yes, it would no more solve everything than the present arrangement. But do we really want cabinet ministers going on air to squabble about whether I want my bins collected weekly or fortnightly? Do we really want to buy (apparently non-voting) shares in these ridiculous banks? In my alternative history, the words "Get out of my way. I want to deal with this myself" would have legal force.
Camping at St Paul's isn't a long-term strategy. But has anybody thought about how to word a petition? I wonder.