Anarchy begins at home.

Anarchism. These days, it’s trendy. Everyone wants to tear the system down, shout about injustice, climb Big Ben for Palestine, throw soup at Van Gogh, or block traffic in the name of the climate. Fair enough, some of those causes are valid. But let’s be honest: it’s all very loud, very public, and very online.

You know what nobody seems to want to shout about? Child exploitation. You know, the stuff happening right here in the UK. Behind closed doors, online and grooming gangs operating at warp speed in towns and cities most people couldn’t point to on a map. Where’s the outrage then? Where’s the performative protest for those kids? Funny how the anarchist spirit dries up when there aren’t any cameras, hashtags or viral moments to be had.

Everyone wants to be a revolutionary when it means drama and attention. But when it comes to the gritty, uncomfortable truth of what’s happening to children in this country abuse, trafficking, cover-ups suddenly the anarchists go quiet. Not a soup tin in sight.

Let’s call it what it is: fake activism. Anarchism, real anarchism, is about challenging all forms of power and exploitation, not just the ones that make good content. It’s not about being seen; it’s about doing something, even when no one’s watching. Especially then.

So next time someone is preaching revolution while posing for a selfie in the road, maybe ask them what they’re doing for the voiceless kids right here at home in the UK. Odds are, it’s nothing. Because real resistance doesn’t always trend. Sometimes, it’s silent, difficult, and thankless. But it matters a hell of a lot more.