Thoughts of a Psychology Student

Right. I could sit here and bemoan the heartbreakingly backwards decision America made last night. I could sit here and launch missiles of resentment to all those who decided a racist, sexist tyrannical business man was the appropriate candidate to run the country. I could sit here and despair at the future prospects of minority groups in America, anyone who isn't a white male and indeed the future of our fragile planet. But the problem with that, quite frankly, is that I'd still just be sitting here: Sitting here exuding bitterness, Sitting here slating individuals, Sitting here criticising a system. So here's the thing: Yes people like trump have unprecedented powers to shake up the world as we know it.  Yes  there will be people who feel the brutal brunt of his decisions and policies.  And yes the next 4 years are not going to be easy by any stretch. But it's not solely those in positions of power who have the ability

I wanted to get this blog post written before the terrifying event that Trump becomes President tomorrow and the world as we know it comes to an end. I also wanted to write this blog post because never in my life have I seen a film that has made me so angry, outraged and ashamed at this country. Last week, I went to the cinema on my own (I'm an independent woman who don't need no man.... or friends apparently) to watch Ken Loach's new film: I, Daniel Blake. I'd seen the trailer, and countless reviews on twitter, and as soon as I'd seen it had even been mentioned in the House of Commons and PMQs, I couldn't wait any longer. I'll try and not give any spoilers about the film, because I want every single person that reads this blog post to go out and watch it. But essentially, Daniel Blake is a man in his 60s, who has suffered a bad heart attack and is deemed medically unfit for work by his doctor. The whole film follows his journey of applying for Empl