Looking back 50 years is an intriguing prospect. Most people in this 50th reunion were quite young in the 1970s… including myself, naive, chaotic, restless. Now we are 70-ish, maybe slowing down, maybe on the spectrum of retirement?
I’d like to share some ideas that have taken 50 years to come into focus, if that. But then the question arises: what of the next 50 years? Many would say, “Well, actually, 5 years is a very long time in politics and climate change – and in the tech sector 5 days or least 5 weeks, is actually a long time”. However, the offspring of people in this room may hopefully be around 50 years from now, and that in itself is enough reason to at least imagine ahead (if not to forecast or plan in any kind of serious way).
So this ‘think-piece’ (with help from my transcription app) is really a small attempt to explore some further creative connections, between past, present and future…
RETROSPECTIVES
In 1974 I arrived in London from a year of hitchhiking around India ‘seeking enlightenment’… in a few days found myself on Euston Street with no electric or water, with holes in roof & floor, feeling completely at home. The Tolmers community was a perfect vantage point from which to plot the transformation of the education system (UCL in particular), and then the collapsing of wider society from its own internal contradictions. We could see multiple philosophies all coming to a head: the practicalities of living a low-impact, sustainable lifestyle: new forms of cooperation and social economy to enable this: and the social / cultural transformation to mobilise such cooperation….
What made this possible to flourish at such a time and place was a concatenation of forces: the deindustrialization of London and flight to the suburbs, and the result of large areas of empty or underused housing. Even then, the Gulf money was beginning to flow in, long before any deregulation of the City (the Big Bang, etc., of the 1980s), and there were strange frontiers, such as Cornwall Terrace in Regents Park, between scruffy squatters at one side and the newly enriched Sheiks with their security forces on the other side.
Intrepid scenes
It’s natural to frame such events as heroic and adventurous… It came to a head, for example, in the squatting of the Palmerston pub on Hampstead Road: the day after it was closed and sealed up, our intrepid squatter activists entered through the roof, abseiled down, unblocked the barriers from inside, and proceeded to make it a classic des-res of the squatting movement. (There’s a subplot – some other residents of Drummond Street came banging on the door in the middle of the night, demanding a place to live – but from the organized activist point of view, these were unreliable drunks and addicts, and so we refused entry to this alternative contingent)….
Meanwhile there were forces of empowerment and cultural liberation, tides of change pressing at the door, later summarised as ‘sex and drugs and rock and roll’… and many of us were somewhere in that experimental zone.
Opening new doors
In particular the ‘psychedelic generation’ was empowered to try opening powerful doors of the mind, to see possibilities that were not visible before, to enter such doors and experience reality from very different angles. To be fair, there were many casualties of such psychedelic experiments, and most of us still here were lucky to not get stuck in such ‘unreality traps’.
What makes this especially critical for me is that 10-20 years later, I began more organized engagement / research in the Global South. I realised that large sections of the global population (depending on how they are measured, at least half of the 5-6 billion people at that time) were living in conditions which we could describe as ‘squatting’: insecure, home-made shelters with no tenure, very few services, and with grassroots organisation of livelihoods, community and public services.
Planet of squatters
So what was more or less, a lifestyle choice amongst relatively educated people in London, was then equated to an inescapable trap for half the population. And the reality was far from romantic in the slums of Mumbai or the favelas of Rio: rampant disease, crime, corruption, gang warfare, political colonisation and gentrification in brutal form. It was only later, through the efforts of colleagues with Slum / Shack Dwellers International, that I fully appreciated the reality in analytical terms as much as lived experience. (I did spend a week in 1973 living in a slum in Mumbai, with firsthand experience of giant rats and cockroaches, extreme generosity of the people, within deep hierarchy and patriarchy, along with the brutal tactics of organised crime, police corruption etc).
Even in the 1970s, there were major tensions: e.g. people on the Camden waiting list versus the squatters who, in their eyes, seemed to be getting preferential treatment. This was then replicated on a bigger scale in Liverpool in the early 80s: and other demonstration projects in what was then framed as ‘community architecture and planning’ also highlighted the contradictions between state provision and self-help by certain groups, over and above others.
This is why it seems important even now, to learn from what was going on in the 1970s and 80s, and distil the ideas which may take us forward.
PROSPECTIVES
As for 50 years into the future, there’s a big industry in ‘foresight’ and thinking on futures, transformation, social innovation etc. Even major organisations, OECD, World Bank, etc don’t attempt to predict beyond 5-10 years at the most. Only the steady tides of population can be projected with any confidence, and anything else is conjecture, hypothesis, what if??
Apocalypse anytime soon?
First we can say there are global forces of change which are extreme, destabilising, disrupting, even catastrophic…
Pathways for transformation?
So then the question comes up – in the face of existential challenge, what could be the forward pathways – and what can these learn from the experiments in the heady, chaotic squatting communities of inner London of the 1970s?
So to sum up the 100-year view, we can say yes – all things are possible: the future prospect contains existential catastrophe, along with extraordinary potential for transformation. Insights from the 1970s can help to guide us through that maze, through the coming storms, and help to nurture the seeds of human empowerment, equality, justice etc – all in full flow 50 years ago!
SUB-PLOT – ‘Phoenix@50’
In 1975 I organized a 4-day conference of ‘self-directed learning’ on the theme of Future Cities – (which counted 20 course credits!) – with help on organization & communications by Paul Nicholson, and advice from Ches Chesney & other 3rd / 4th year students & ex-students. (there was also practical help organizing dinners for 60 people from Suzanne Zeiger a.k.a. Suzy Creamcheese of the Mothers of Invention, then student of R.D. Laing…)
It could be very interesting and topical to follow up those speakers and experiences, which all came together in a very intensive 4 days (but many are no longer with us in this world. Others have gone off in many directions. The forces of combination at that particular moment are really now scattered to the winds.)
As it turned out, I’ve spent 50 years following this through – organising forums, panels, think tanks, walking tours, anything which brings people together, to explore the connections between different ideas and experiences, and for mapping and design of practical and visionary ways forward.
This partly explains why I’m not a high-flying professor, simply because such visions which fire my imagination don’t fit easily into the academic format of 7,000-word peer-reviewed papers in high-ranking journals. But maybe different kinds of outcomes and rewards have also come up, for which I am very grateful.
Contact
Joe Ravetz FRSA,
Mind-Lab / Laboratory for Urban Collective Intelligence
Urban Futures & Governance Lead, Manchester Urban Institute,
University of Manchester
https://www.linkedin.com/in/joe-ravetz-4ab2915/
https://www.samiconsulting.co.uk/
Source text: Deeper City – collective intelligence
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I am twenty-one and I’ve lived a privileged, you could say molly-coddled middle-class life. I have been to London before but I’ve never lived there. And here I am, right in the thick of it,...
We enjoyed the flourishing social scene centred in Tolmers Square, where a derelict bank was the scene of orgiastic gigs and periodic carnivalesque celebrations.
Number 12 was damp and stank of cats, the ground floor window was bricked up and there was water but no plumbing.
Outside the court there was relief and jubilation for the squatters but consternation for the property company and their lawyers.
Tolmers was life changing in fundamental ways, it took me into a whole different cultural milieu which was exciting, challenging and fun.
He said “those two houses are still empty, nobody has squatted them, why don’t you come and live there?” I can still remember that moment.





