Stephen Sidlo Photography Blog

The Optional Depressive

It’s the third time I’ve rang. Still no answer….maybe I should start pestering the White House instead …maybe I should start leafing through the directory ringing Politicians, finding second homes to see if they are in. It was a really good move. The squatters. They have descended on Mr & Mrs Keen’s second home and set up a really good comedy club…’The Benefit Gig’. This has really made them go back into the tortoise shell of shame.

Maybe I should go down there, take a crate of Carling and a bag of tuna and volunteer for the cause. It could be more fun that the sorry debacle of Big Brother XIV. The couple apparently claimed £140,000 in Parliamentary allowances for this designated “second home”, a luxury apartment just nine miles away in Westminster. What a sight the neighbours must see as the new tenants urinate on the front lawn at 6.30am…glorious…and I wish I was there.

In a letter to those same neighbours on the other hand the “Expenses Couple” complained that they feel “violated” by the ten squatters taking over their home in protest at their expenses. Her feelings of being violated by ten men shouldn’t be running through her mind, but rather the blatant disregard to UK taxes and allowances which in my view is a violation. If only I could get there, riding in on a motorbike..taking pictures and documenting “my own home“. Yet I can’t, I must keep ringing the local homeless shelter to get work, ironically. I’ll have another drink and try the phone again.

The piece I am about to start work on directly stems from a charity called Photovoice, a charity that gives less fortunate beneficiaries the means to record their lives. Maybe I should ring Politicians and donate cameras. As I walked around in the sun stretched town of Lancaster, looking for a new tent. One without corridors, compartments and special zips to keep the deadly house fly away, it occurred to me that they weren’t there. Where were all the war veterans? The post traumatized ‘war homeless’ now in the 4-figured numbers swelling Britain’s roads. Day time in the heat wasn’t the place, not when Sally and daughter Jessica are buying new socks.

Gordon Brown maintains his stance that things are being done to alleviate the homeless problem. In his direct letter to Ms Edwards at Homeless.org he ‘welcomes your positive comments about the governments commitment to tackle homelessness and so forth until you lose your temper halfway down, grab a camera and record each individual homeless persons life and post them through the doors of ‘second homes‘ to show the nation a real problem.

I’ll keep trying the phone…

Filed under: BBC, Benefit Gig, Benefits, Big Brother, britain, British, Carling, expenses, government, homeless, journalism, Keen, london, Politicians, second homes, Stephen Sidlo, Westminster, White House

The Pursuit of Happiness

Well just finished work behind the bar, it makes you wonder about life alot. Many men and women that have nailed down jobs doing construction and office work, is that life? I look at myself and think – for fuck sake do something with it, rather than piss it away or do a 9-5 filing system getting told off by a boss who would rather be playing golf than telling you off! It’s like life goes round in circles when it shouldn’t.

Getting a few ideas down and researching, yes researching – taking the time to look at all the pitfalls and potential slip-ups of your life to get what you want.
If you look at the film ‘Pursuit of Happyness’ it talks about how in the declaration of independence (notice how I don’t use capital letters because America has no freedom and independence) it states that it stands by people to ‘The Pursuit of Happiness” and that you can never be happy just persue it. So what the fuck are we hear for…there must be a reason? Is that reason to earn a comfortable living like millions of others in centuries past in 9-5 jobs…or to grasp what you have in search of happiness knowing you may never have it.

I don’t know. But will what I do on earth have any change on it? Fuck religion and fuck government…I’m staring to feel and act like Tyler Durden.Will it make any difference if i make images that will chance something…i will be happy if i change a certain part of it. I don’t think you can change the world, theres too much going on…I still don’t think there will be happiness for anyone, not when people always want more.
So whats the meaning of life??

Filed under: america, construction, fight club, Freedom, government, Happyness, independence, photography, photojournalism, podcast, propaganda, Pursuit of Happiness, religion, tyler durden, world

Who writes all this?

Stephen Sidlo Photojournalist

Head Publisher for Demotix. Photojournalist, Conflict & NGO documentarian. Gonzo participator in journalism. Humanitarian. Occasional Skydiver. Black coffee, two sugars. Views my own.

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