beesonthewhatnow
going deaf for a living
<shrugs>rocketman said:The More I think about it, these ID cards, with those unsmiling images of self that you need to have in order to get hold of a ticket, combined with the fact that data on those cards means whoever has access to that data can get my name, birth date, place of residence and bank details inside a few minutes, is a real turn-off. Glasters was about freedom when first I encountered it, and I loved and still love that festival. I stuck with the event as the fences went up and licenses grew harder to secure, I stuck with the place because I loved its sense of freedom.
But what's so free about the ID card described? Wandering round with that kind of information fed into the Glastonbury ticket machine doesn't feel like freedom. And the idea that the places that in recent years meant the most to me, for example, the tipi field are to be slowly evicted from the main site ("Hippy healing? Outside the gate, near the camper vans, at top, near the ticket-less chavs and the toilets..") Well news of that really isn't a loyalty-inducing factor.
it's so terribly depressing, but at my most "to the stones" moment, as I sit there in memory of the fire jugglers, drummers and dancers and munted people by firelight waiting for the dawn, as I sit in my memory of that place, I find myself thinking: "This was the Field of Avalon, where is freedom now?"
I really dislike reductions of freedom. Freedom is precious. It is rare in a consensus society, and now a little more of it seems gone.
Things change, without a lot of the changes that have happened over the years the festival wouldn't exist anymore....