Politics, Uncategorized

Between Ireland and France, there is more to life than Brexit.


Over the weekend just passed two events that have un-organically taken place have bouldered me into a headspace that I can no longer ignore.  On the 18th of April Irish Journalist ‘Lyra Mckee’ was heinously gunned down by a member of the nostalgically named ‘New IRA’ on the streets of Derry who were fighting against the British police carrying out a raid on dissident Republicans who were searching for guns and ammunition.  Violent activity had risen since the anniversary of the 1916 easter rising when the Republicans carried out a rebellion to end the British rule In Ireland.  Lyra was a deeply committed journalist who sought for nothing but truth in everything she researched and wrote about, such as the suppression of gay and lesbian rights in Ireland and also her still deeply eagered book ‘The Lost Boys’ detailing the plight that followed the many children and young men who’d disappeared in the alcoves of ‘the troubles’.

But the most devastating to me was the chronic rebellion of the ‘Gilet Jaunes’ (Yellow Vests) protests in France fighting against Macron’s destructive Labour reforms which are designed to give employers more autonomy to hire and fire at will with little concerns for a workers rights, as well as a massive hike in fuel taxation.  The response to this economic melting pot has led up to bloody violence and arrests on the streets of Paris this weekend.  This coupled with the bloody murder of Lyra I feel existential responses are vital to be carried out now, no more pussy footing at the base of this political reality any longer, get involved.  After witnessing a new level of protests in France after the people realised the 1% had shown more compassion toward the burning of Norte Dame than the 9 million who live below the poverty line they knew they were only going to have their voices heard by force, and so force them they did.  Scenes which could have easily been attributed to images of war in Syria were erupting all across France with protestors of the ‘Gilet Jaunes’ movement causing outbreaks of fire and violence against the now evident police state who were mobilised at the behest of President Macron to maintain his vision of a French Republic.  Plutocratic by nature, much like the symbolism nurtured by Norte Dame.

Millions for Norte Dame, but nothing for us ”


The people of Paris on the weekend spoke like lions after just under 1 billion euros were donated to the architectural symbol of the French revolution that should be an image of solidarity for the most poverty stricken but instead stands as a  insult from the Catholic Church, who aren’t short of a euro or two to cover their own expenses.

The French power structure of course is doing no different to what other controlling systems carry out when rebellion occurs, maintaining control of the information, mostly by violent means.  Demands for an explanation have been called after two journalists were arrested over the 23rd weekend of protest with little reason for their charge.  News freelancer Gaspard Glanz was carried away by police after simply raising a middle finger in response to being manhandled by a member of the Gendarme.  A middle finger, nothing more.  Video footage shows multiple officers pounce on an unarmed journalist who was simply exercising his right to freedom of speech, a liberty we would expect to be able to extend in a developed society.  But of course as it has been shown since the protests began in November 2018 Macron has had other ideas to maintain his idea of peace.

Last year the students celebrated the fiftieth anniversary of the ‘Mai 68’ revolts when the working class in the Latin quarter of Paris held assemblies in protest against the corruption and capitalism of a De Gaullist state.  Now, half a century later the scenery hasn’t changed, merely the face of the presidency, nothing more.  Corruption still continues, working people are still being oppressed with a sneer of the supposedly socialist leader, and the individuals who feel there is more that can be done are still out on the streets fighting for their future.  If the protests were to cool down I have no doubt that President Macron, (Mini Napoleon as his critics moniker him) would issue in a fully automated police state in order to suppress any opportunity of revolt occurring again.  This is why the movement needs to up their protests and have no notion that Macron might give in willingly.  Keep on, press on, it’s only your future at steak.






Say what you want to say, but to whom and how

This afternoon in the city centre of Exeter there was the by annual march to promote the need to address the horror that is Climate Change.  Banners asking ‘WTF’ ‘Not in my name’ ‘The earth is sick’ and a few that carried the expected political messages that blame the establishment for denying it’s actual existence.  The traffic came to a standstill, but only on a minute scale, (unlike the cause they’re fighting for).  And fighting is just, the movement is justified, but I don’t harbour a breath of hope when it comes to the government listening to what radical mouthing goes on in Devon.  If they need to break a stink then they need to take the fight to Westminster, that’s where the conversation they’re hankering after is taking place.

Author ‘Naomi Klein’s’ concerns for her investigative activism and journalism over the last decade has been the corruption of attitudes toward climate change in a capitalist world.  Of course the small Devon city of Exeter has just as much bias of equal values than many other regions but the kind of trade agreements being made by those in power that put the conversations needing to be made at the back of the pile.  If you want to make your voice shouting out from the cave instead of being lost within, organise.

One of the failings of the working class within the last say thirty years is that there is no real working class movement anymore, it’s a nostalgic exercise in my mind.  The leftist movements are so divided now you can’t tell when a march takes place against the violence caused by capitalism who it’s represented by, let alone who it’s for.  If the left arm knew what the far left limb was thinking there might be less of this ‘pitchfork your neighbour’ for reading a book by Emma Goldman or any other radical anarchist that wasn’t afraid to speak their mind, unlike today where the snowflakes have taken hold of our campuses and speech arenas to stamp down on (any) criticism.  But if organisation were to take place, those who want to make change against those that either control or have deep ambitions to take hold of the consensus thread, then amazing things can happen.  But we need to talk together first without censorship as when you know what the other person is thinking at least you have somewhere to start in reality instead of the narrative that exists simply and ill-purely in your head.

“There is one way that free speech can be secured, and that is by persistently speaking.   It is of no use to write things down on paper in a store room, even if that store room happens to be the library at Washington, and the thing written is that ‘Congress shall make no law abridging the freedom of speech.’  That’s like anything else put away on a shelf and forgotten.  Speak Speak Speak”

‘Volterine De Clayre’ addressing the Cooper Union ‘June 30’th, 1909’

Politics, Uncategorized

Don’t forget about the Bard

I can honestly say that I haven’t seen a more nightmarish scene being played out since New Labour chose the song by D:Ream ‘Things can only get better’ and implying the exact opposite throughout their 13 year tenure as the UK government.  Once again last night the now Conservative government helmed by Theresa May was voted down by a succession of ministers in Parliament holding the unanimous opinion that May’s Brexit deal is unfit for flight with the EU.  It could be said that Jeremy Corbyn was being lax on his ability to hold the government to account, but then he always was a stone laced in moss in these moments of political crises.

But Corbyn’s weaknesses aside throughout these constant debates that’ve been held in our Bipartisan Parliament a serious concern that’s being sorely underdressed here is the Irish back stop and the Good Friday agreement that could be at risk if things continue the way they are.  EU chief negotiator Michel Barnier said early on Wednesday that the Irish backstop is “part and parcel” of the UK’s Brexit deal and is non-negotiable, something May needs to accept rather than stay stubborn with her approach and run the possibility of a hard border in Ireland, which is completely unacceptable if peace in Ireland is to still have a beating heart.

For me the relationship with the Good Friday agreement is more important than our connections with the European Union, but the front bench of the Conservatives seemed to have it 180 degrees where they care more about Barnier and Juncker who’re now refusing to negotiate any further and let our establishment squabble within itself.  We need to criticise the EU more, leave this corrupt institution and then let our European neighbours hold their own referendums, Italy would be next in my eyes.

The bard of Ireland ‘W B Yeats’ in one of his last penned poems, (and one of his most under-rated metres of romantic verse) named ‘Politics’ holds the lines

Yet here’s a travelled man that knows, what he talks about

And there’s a politician that has both read and thought

I think we can all be clear in thought that politicians spend more of their tax payers time reading than seeing.  Well it’s time they actually took their negotiating team to Brussels and saw the EU for what it really is, rather than just thinking what it might be because it suits our elite better for the benefit of future trade with the UK.






An announcement within a canvas



The Austrian neurologist Victor E Frankl was one of the many witnesses who spoke of the existential horrors they frightfully observed and engaged with in the Holocaust, as well as the lessons that could be applied in the real world if they survived. The magnificent book he wrote of his account, ‘Man’s search for meaning’ also applied a philosophy to a life that is potently aware of it’s mortality. One individual he spoke to in the camp spoke about the futility of life and how empty it is. Frankl in calm delivery asked the man what he did before he came to the camp. After finding out the frail person was a scientist in the real world the doctor looked at him and simply uttered, ‘but if you give up now who will that write that book for you?’. Frankl never knew whether he ever wrote the book he was destined to write or had even survived the systematic execution of his people, but the sentiment the good doctor wanted to convey to the man in that moment was clear.

Our meaning cannot be handed to us, we have to dig for it ourselves. If something doesn’t work then we try a different method of gouging the soil from the earth. But, “The most thing to do if you find yourself in a hole is to stop digging” Warren Buffet said that for those who simply buy themselves into debt and lack the tools to reach a level ground in their finances, but it can be applied to almost any situation that requires the individual to learn what’s fruitful and what feeds more decay toward what will eventually bring the fruit tree down. So in order to keep Lemons in I’ve decided to change something drastically and have this week begun writing my first book on the subject of ‘revolution’. This is my fruit tree, the book that no-one else shall write for me. I shall keep all of you who view my blog updated when I can about my progress but it’s in its infancy stages yet so no details yet, no heart beat, just the conception. But in regard to my own artistic development, what a beautiful birth it shall be.

“Only in art will the Lion lie down with the Lamb and the Rose grow without thorn” – Martin Amis