Had an interesting conversation in a meeting at work today. Discussing issues around Union matters and the subject of political neutrality raises its head. You'll probably guess, if you don't know me, that I am a very hardworking Public Servant. No. That is not a juxtaposition, the two terms should never be seperated. I have been thinking about this subject since well, since I started working there. Recently I have been tiptoeing around and maintaining a safe distance from 'political speak' and trying to be as neutral as possible.
Part of the reason I tiptoe is because I am petrified of losing my job - I have kids and my natural fear is that I wont be able to care for them. But last night was different. I was commenting on Facebook and had absolutely no problems owning my beliefs, and putting myself out there. I was all for Pita Sharples, and Tariana Turia. I wasn't on any national stage trumpeting the benefits of this, that and the other. Not by a longshot, just chatting. Nothing too public on Facebook (okay, that is a juxtaposition), and no big stakes in it but I was pretty passionate and vehement about my beliefs. I know that is the point of being political, but you need to understand what a chicken shit I am.
When you start working as a Public Servant they drum that political neutrality into you. And it freaked the bejeebers out of me. As a naturally conservative and reserved person (don't laugh friends and whanau, the big mouth is a cover) political neutrality suited me fine! But I think I have allowed myself to become politically invisible. But throughout this year, little things have started stirring. I have wanted to be more proactive as a Union rep at work, I have wanted to stand for something, I have wanted my own platform, know who I am, know what I am. I have spent years knowing who the ex was, knowing what he stood for and supporting that. I forgot myself in the process.
But I have started laying the foundations, and going with my gut! I pursued and have taken up a National role with the Union. I have wanted this. I am doing this. And I am remembering to trust my instincts. You know, the one where youknow something just does not feel right. At one time in my life I knew how to articulate that feeling. But it wasn't based on an idea of who I was, it was based on learned responses from studies, lectures, media coverage, the ex, others. Nothing wrong with reiterating what others say, especially when it resonates, right? But, I have my own mind, I trust that I speak for my whanau, I know what I want for us. That is my political voice.
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