I've been struggling for years now to get my head around a good way of focusing my anger, my sense of impotent outrage and my need to lash out against this government, its supporters and everything they stand for. I guess it really started for me with the whole EU referendum nonsense, which I still … Continue reading So what are we for?
Calling at Poverty, Hunger and all stations to Social Chaos I’ve been thinking about the state of Britain and trying not to panic. Destitute in Britain. Garry Knight/Flickr. Creative Commons (by) Our present predicament invites despair as we drift, rudderless, from relative comfort to the standards of living we associate with less developed countries. The fabric … Continue reading The next train is for Destitution…
When I carefully consider the curious habits of dogsI am compelled to concludeThat man is the superior animal. When I consider the curious habits of manI confess, my friend, I am puzzled. So wrote Ezra Pound in his Meditatio. Now Pound is, at very best, a "difficult" source of inspiration in our modern times, or … Continue reading Meditatio, or has England gone to the dogs?
The Raft of the Labour Party? I don't blame Starmer for the demise of The Labour Party (for I am pretty sure that they are now as relevant as a deck chair attendant on The Titanic), I blame those who put him where he is. No one looking at him as a candidate for the … Continue reading Let’s rearrange the deck chairs
I've been dragged out of a period of introspection (literally really, involving scans, internal cameras and the like, but we'll skip over that) by an insight that I thought I should share. I had been thinking along the lines of how to mount an effective protest against an all-powerful state using some ideas from The … Continue reading Buggins’s turn stood on its head.
By way of introduction I was checking out "The Shambles" in York for a precursor to this piece when I stumbled across The Great Flesh Shambles. Not literally you understand, because that would be pretty gruesome, as this was the original name for The Shambles, describing a lane brimming over with butchers shops and all … Continue reading Tell me Prime Minister, what is your favourite colour? The nation has a right to know.
My dear old mother used to say that some things just got her goat, not that she had such an animal - it was just a colloquialism (which she kept in the backyard, with the cat, among the pigeons). It meant that some things really got her back up. Oops, there goes another one! The … Continue reading As frequent as clockwork or should that be regular?
I was going to try to make up a tale around a disturbing event that I heard about the other day but after a fitful night or two I decided that the biggest impact would come from just telling what I know. Picture the scene. A man and his wife drinking coffee and eating some … Continue reading If it’s broke, don’t fix it.
Will the leaders of the two main English Political parties ever realise that consensus politics simply don't work if there ain't no consensus? But first let me introduce my main characters: Blimp and Fudger. Firstly Blimp, or Alexander Boris de Pfeffel Blimp to give him his full name. I've started with Blimp because he's in … Continue reading Blimp or Fudger? What a choice!
Hiding his light in a fridge? Planning his escape? Busy making up his next cover story? Pretending he is a decisive man of action? None of the above? August 2019 When I watch the pre-election antics of Johnson and his Jackass crew, I am reminded of a recidivist old lag talking to another "crim" coming … Continue reading So It’s 2021 and where’s Boris – busy kicking the pandemic down the road?