An adventure begins to unfold.

I don't know about the kids being alright, or united for that matter, but they are certainly learning fast. Yesterday saw them charging about central London in a flying column that was hotly pursued by a breathless, overweight and slow witted police force as well as those of us desperate to bask in a little of their reflected glory. It's a long, long road from here to any meaningful social change and the only predictable thing is unpredictability, but something is stirring in the land; no doubt about it.
What I find heartening about what is going on now in the student movement is the fact that these kids are above all else having an adventure. A real adventure far beyond the sterile, sanitised mock adventure of a team building course in the Cairngorms prior to knuckling down to the dreary half-life of work, drink,TV and shopping. When I say that the youth are having an adventure I don't just mean trying to outwit the cops but the far greater adventure of, gripping the secure hand holds of the known world they peer over the edge at the broad grassy plains of new possibilities.