I find the whole happy clappy celebration of diversity stuff misguided and tedious in the extreme. I prefer my much more rational response of polite indifference. I don’t care for some British culture in the first place; I’m not overly interested in Opera, in the history of Punch & Judy & the origin of Mummers, let alone other cultures, their historic origins and their sky fairies. If I happen to meet people of different backgrounds that I find interesting, I may choose to find out more if they are willing to tell me. The last thing I want, however, is the Council telling me what to be interested in.
I’ve now found out about a Demos pamphlet by Liam Byrne called A More United Kingdom, but by the amusing way, through post-publication blogger ridicule.
(It refers to “women with “ethnic” earrings” and I’ve met a few in Community Radio circles).
I also felt a particular resonance with numbers four and eighteen of the twenty-seven ways to celebrate Britishness:
by holding street parties [organised by government councils and committees] and neighbourhood get-together [with neighbours you have rarely ever met]; would work as a street party — exchanging food and culture [because that is just the sort of thing that happens in a vibrant and diverse land such as Britain]
by holding free events around the city [but not free for the taxpayer]
(I quite like the poster message though, available from the Equality and Diversity shop Ltd. Yes, there really is one).