Last year I brought you all a couple of items about the anti Tesco riots in Stokes Croft Bristol. These were, in this Olympic year of ours, the pre-lims, the qualifiers if you like, for the main events that kicked off in London and elsewhere later in the year. It worked in Bristol, It’ll work here, evil little scotes of all persuasions thought, and they were right.
Ostensibly the riots and protests were against the nasty filthy capitalists Tesco who would destroy the very fabric and character of a struggling but noble neighbourhood. In fact the neighbourhood has been a broken toothed affront to the City Of Bristol since the sixties or even longer. Full of winos and junkies and ladies who were no better than they aught to be, offering their company for a bag of chips and a swig of Scrumpy. And when the Anarcho Hippies turned up and squatted the place in the 80s, it just got worse.
When our Paul Marks came to stay with me for a few days last year, he was shocked at the state of the road (and he lives in Northampton! not a reasonably elegant place of wealth and taste that Bristol promotes itself as being), I had barely noticed after all the time I have lived here. Well you get used to shit around you don’t you? It just doesn’t register after a while.
Ah but the opposition to Tesco wasn’t just negative, it was …like dig them positive vibes man! we can do it just like they can, but cheaper and sustainable and… Heh de heh, no they couldn’t.
“A ‘people’s supermarket’ set up in Stokes Croft as an alternative to the controversial Tesco store is to close down after organisers admitted they could not compete.”
My parents owned a corner shop/general stores just as the original supermarkets were taking off in the early sixties. We couldn’t compete on price, so we made a bloody good living on listening to our customers wants and needs and , and innovation. These clowns were probably debating whether fish fingers were, like ethical man…
Go read and laugh. Capitalism and common sense rules ok!