There is a rally planned in the Royal Square, which seems to be part a remembrance and acknowledgement of the victims of child abuse at Haut de La Garenne, and partly a rallying cry against the perceived failings of the establishment. It reminded me of Chesterton, and slightly adapted, here is the first verse of his own rallying cry for the ordinary people, which he wrote as "the secret people"
Smile at us, pay us, pass us; but do not quite forget,
For we are the people of
There is many a fat farmer that drinks less cheerfully,
There is many a free French peasant who is richer and sadder than we.
There are no folk in the whole world so helpless or so wise.
There is hunger in our bellies, there is laughter in our eyes;
You laugh at us and love us, both mugs and eyes are wet:
Only you do not know us. For we have not spoken yet.
Another of the verses also I think sums up the general feeling of unhappiness with the approach (in the media) by the government of Jersey, and in particular, the Chief Minister and his entourage of press officers and civil servants.
They have given us into the hands of the new unhappy lords,
Lords without anger and honour, who dare not carry their swords.
They fight by shuffling papers; they have bright dead alien eyes;
They look at our labour and laughter as a tired man looks at flies.
And the load of their loveless pity is worse than the ancient wrongs,
Their doors are shut in the evenings; and they know no songs.
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