In this second installment of our review of The Bigger Picture Day of Interdependence, Ben Reizenstein picks up where Anna Minton left off: He too suspects that an impression that it’s the middle class who stand to benefit most from alternative ways of doing things is an illusion worth fighting against. With UK English spelling, which Turnstone is leaving intact, he continues:
Unfortunately it’s a growing suspicion that follows me to the next session: Fink Club, a fast-paced debate with several 3-minute speeches and a lot of audience participation. It’s lively, it’s interactive, I’m late, everyone’s psyched, and Andrew Simms, Policy Director at nef, is being a boisterous and noisy compère.
What is the future of work, he wants to know, and how do we get there?
One of nef’s answers is that we should simply work less, and get out more. Why use increasing productivity to grow the economy at huge environmental cost, when we can use our increasing productivity to work less, and live fuller, happier, greener, healthier lives? Isn’t that what technology was always meant to be for?
Panellists tell us about citizens’ wages, longer weekends, the damage done by specialisation, and an experiment with 4-day working weeks in Utah. Faced with the threat of job cuts, employees across the world have opted instead for reduced hours or pay across the workforce, and Toyota, for one, is interested in this win-win situation. Perhaps unavoidably, one speaker quotes Marx from a little black moleskine. After all, he’s looking for a future where, ahem,
“…society regulates production and thus makes it possible for me to do one thing today and another tomorrow, to hunt in the morning, fish in the afternoon, rear cattle in the evening, criticize after dinner, just as I have a mind, without ever becoming hunter, fisherman, shepherd or critic.”
But it seems clear that the crowd isn’t full of Marxists fomenting revolt. We’re white collar, not blue collar, and that’s exactly the problem. How can we share this proposed revolution in quality of life with employees of Wal-mart and Kraft, who haven’t turned up en masse to this event, rather than with researchers, policy wonks, designers, hipsters, free-thinkers and alternatives, who have?
As it turns out, many people in the crowd (especially those working for nef, it seems!) actually enjoy their jobs, and work long hours voluntarily. There’s not enough wage-slavery in evidence. As we leave the session, a girl in the audience tells me about the Cuban tradition of the lector de tabaquería. I’m glad that someone’s thinking about these issues.
I wander the rooms for a bit, picking up the odd bit of litterachur, taking a quiz on energy and climate change, riding a pedal-powered television, watching a pedal-powered washing machine. I overhear some beat poetry, get stuck with some stickers, drink some free coffee and end up in front of designer and visionary Christopher Pett, who is discussing the Reeechair. Here is a photo, for those who haven’t seen it before:

That’s correct! It’s a chair made from recycled Playstations: 9 games consoles to one chair. The consoles are bought from Sony, who had previously been paying for someone to take them away. Is this another win-win-win situation for People-Planet-Profit? Pett is enthusiastic about life-cycle thinking. Made of post-consumer plastic, the Reeechair is itself designed to be simple to recycle. Is it possible to imagine taking the old furniture you don’t want to a store where it gets remade into the new furniture you covet? Pett is considering all options. He has found that the oval cutouts made by masons installing sinks into marble kitchentops need very little work before they make ideal tables. He’s measured the carbon footprint of his products from their birth as ore and chemicals, through their rebirth as furniture, and beyond. Definitely a charming English geek, he is most animated when talking about the concept of the product and material life-cycle. Pli Design, Pett’s company, seems to be living proof that one company’s waste is another company’s blank canvas.
But by now it’s time for me to leave and take part in the 350 global day of action. Just beneath the London Eye a group assembles in a huge 5 for an aerial photo. We’re going to be joined by a giant 3 in Sydney and a giant 0 in Copenhagen – yes, that Copenhagen – to make one of over five thousand actions spread across all the countries on earth. I’m secretly glad that I’m not in the zero – losers. That’s me in the centre of the 5, in a dark shirt behind the pram.

It always takes forever to organise any kind of group photo, and by the time I get back to the Bargehouse the queue to get in has hundreds of keen heterodox thinkers waiting patiently for their brain food. I stand in line.
The final installment of Ben’s review will be posted here this weekend.