We are a world away from a post-WWII consensus of collaboration, solidarity and care. Our moral poles have flipped entirely. Wherever we might find ourselves, we seem to have sleepwalked into a world underwritten by codes of venal self-interest. We all know this is not who we are as people. After all, we teach toddlers to share and care for others, yet we stay silent as some make sacks of gold from selling cigarettes to children and missiles to psychopaths. 

This winning mindset from which only a small number of humans profit holds us captive by feeding us the mockeries of separation - as Audre Lorde perfectly named them. The fiction that we face life alone, as individual units in an atomised multitude of difference, is profitable for those who want to sell us lipstick. For those who want our aspirations to seek no other channel than finding the right kind of sneakers – and certainly not to question a way of organising society that keeps private greed and callousness untouchable.

Things have gone too far already, enabled by our silence. Re-becoming a collective, a whole, a body of people who know right from wrong, requires a rewiring of our individualised selves, a re-coding of our ideas about what is real.

Come along so we can make a start, with honesty, laughter (yes) and a hopeful conversation.