I went to my first local ward meeting this evening and was really encouraged. There were apparently 2, 3, even 4 times the usual number of people there. Several were new members who joined because of Jeremy Corbyn and the possibilities his election might entail. A few were ex-members who'd resigned on a principle (mostly Iraq) and had now re-joined. Some were long-standing members who hadn't previously been active. Just over half were white. Just over half were obviously middle class.
We spent a lot of time - too much, in several people's vocal opinion - hearing from a Labour council cabinet member about how they were going to implement Tory budget cuts (and about how we needed to get out there and doorstep people to explain why we needed to make them). The main response, from several people, was: "why are you doing this?"; "what would happen if you didn't?"; "can you explain the difference between what you're doing and a Tory council?".
The Chair tried to suggest that we shouldn't turn against each other and that it didn't matter who we'd voted for in the leadership contest; the important thing is to get into power [read: never mind the policies]. Several people explained to him (politely) that he was talking bollocks and that we expect to be able to say what we think.
Heh. We reorganised the seating from top table and front-facing rows to a circle, so we could see and hear each other better.
We postponed a vote on a motion (on Trident) we hadn't had sufficient time to discuss and consider (most were against renewal but wanted a proper chance to be very clear about the wording such that it couldn't be used to implement the letter, instead of the spirit, of the law. And we scheduled a future agenda item on Labour Party process, so that we can all understand what happens now, whether we're happy with that and what we can do to make changes.
(When I say we, btw, I mean we who were at the meeting and seemed to have the majority view, rather than we, my people now.)
Nothing incredibly dramatic, but an encouraging beginning. It wasn't boring. It went on long after it was meant to and no-one left (bar the cabinet member). It was worth going.