New Labour’s Shiny Jackboots

Wolfgang being ejected

Walter Wolfgang, a party member for 57 years, was dragged out of the conference yesterday after shouting “nonsense” as the foreign secretary, Jack Straw, addressed the thorny subject of Iraq during a speech.

Mr Wolfgang, a refugee from Nazi Germany, was later refused permission to re-enter the conference hall by police citing section 44 of the Prevention of Terrorism Act.
(Source: The Guardian)

This is Butcher Blair’s “New” Labour: a party which drags an 82-year-old from his seat, merely for daring to disagree with the Fuhrer’s minion about our slaughter in Iraq.

That would be hideous enough (since when have Labour’s party conferences become as stage-managed as the Tory brayfests?) but then, to bar his re-admission by using the Prevention of Terrorism Act is simply surreal.

How arrogant is New Labour? How arrogant is our government and their police force if they can misuse the law of the land in this horrible, cavalier manner? Shooting innocent civilians, both in Iraq and in London tube stations and now using fascist bully-boy tactics on dissenters?

The saddest part is that for Mr. Wolfgang, who fled from the original Nazis, this must have seemed all too familiar.

Look at the picture above. That’s Blair’s idea of freedom and security: a pensioner being manhandled by hired goons. That’s Blair’s great vision for Britain.

And if you dare to criticise this shining Xanadu, no doubt you’ll be locked up for “preaching hatred.”

Freedom of speech – just watch what you say

Bless Playlist 27/9/05

First night back after a six-month break and I had fun! The vast majority of what I played was new stuff, mingled in were a few old faves and some birthday specials for Sean.

God, what do I pick as the best new track? There’s too much choice, the new Deerhoof, Cyne, Juliana Hatfield, Minus The Bear, Reef The Lost Cauze?

Well, this week’s best new track was ‘Automaton’ by Cyne:

Cyne

‘Automaton’ is a beautiful hip hop track, crammed full of swerving lyrical flourishes and, unlike a lot of “underground” hip hop, married to a rock-solid, head-nodding beat. Check out this album review.

The best old track was Wynonie Harris‘ ‘Playful Baby.’ :

Cyne

A stomping, rocking classic!

Tonight, you heard:

Mirah – While We Have The Sun
Z-Trip – Listen To The DJ (Feat. Soup Of Jurassic 5)
Wintersleep – Jaws Of Life
Isolee – Schrapnell
Louis Jordan – Choo-Choo-Ch’ Boogie
Viva Voce – Alive With Pleasure
Grayskul – Prom Quiz
Akira Ifukube – The Lunar Base I
Seven Ark – Sixteen
Juliana Hatfield – Going Blonde
Walking Concert – Aluminium
IAM – Revoir Un Printemps
Bit Shifter – Double Density
Architecture In Helsinki – Do The Whirlwind
Riddle Of Steel – Baby Bird
Danger Doom – El Chupa Nibre
Schoolly D – Aqua Teen Hunger Force (Long)
Logh – Destinymanifesto
Jamie Lidell – Multiply
Akira Ifukube – Godzilla Versus Mothra
Like A Tim – Lets Die Together
You Slut! – Roofio Shoots, Roofio Scores!
Andrew Gold – Lonely Boy
Bear Vs. Shark – 5, 6 Kids
Reef The Lost Cauze – Give It Up
Deerhoof – Vivid Cheek Love Song
Taking Back Sunday – Timberwolves At New Jersey
Wynonie Harris – Playful Baby
The Boy Least Likely To – Be Gentle With Me
Brakes – Heard About Your Band
Fenin – Konstrukt
Cesar Comanche – The Future
Aberfeldy – Summer’s Gone
The Gossip – It’s Over
Minus The Bear – Memphis And 53rd
Ochre – Rem Sleep Research
Cyne – Automaton
Pavement – Trigger Cut / Wounded Kite At 17
Why? – Speech Bubbles
Nancy Wilson – Call Me
A-Frames – Experiment
ABC – Tears Are Not Enough
Octavcat – Monkeygrinder
Richiro Manabe – Godzilla & Jet Jaguar Punch-Punch
Infinito 2017 – Experience God
The New Pornographers – The Bones Of An Idol
Sufjan Stevens – Chicago

London Peace And Liberty March, 24/9/05

London Peace And Liberty March 24/9/05

On Saturday, RobLab, Keyvan and I took part in the March For Peace And Liberty in London.

Judging by previous marches, I’d say there were around at least 70,000 people on the march. Certainly not the 10,000 that the Metropolitan police claim. But then again, they have a history of distortion and grand media deception to uphold.

It was a gorgeous, sunny day and the mood on the march was hugely positive and friendly. We were marching to get our troops out of Iraq, yes, we were marching in protest at the terrorist attacks on London, certainly, but we were also marching to defend our right to march, our liberty itself. This is why the march started at Parliament Square, subject to draconian new laws attempting to gag us and remove our right to protest.

Even though Blair wanks on about democracy and people power, history will remember him as the British leader that provoked the biggest ever protests against his policies and, not coincidentally, the leader who sought to muzzle democratic protest against his regime. He’s our little Kim Jong Il, waving and smiling for the cameras while his foot is stamping down on the freedom of his citizens.

By the time we got to Hyde Park we were knackered but we stayed a bit to hear the speakers. The most moving was Sue Smith, from Military Families Against The War. My heart went out to her as she broke down crying at the end of her speech. Her appeal to Blair was eloquent but, sadly, he obviously sees the life of British soldiers as cheap and expendable.

We left just after Brian Eno’s peculiarly charming speech. True to form, it was the opposite of what speeches at mass rallies are meant to sound like. Eno was quiet, reflective and somewhat rambling. But very effective, especially when he made the point about the amount of money being spent on war compared with healthcare, education etc.

I wish we stayed longer to hear Pilger’s talk. We also missed Belle and Sebastian play, apparently. Damn!

All in all, it was another great day for British democracy, another bad day for Butcher Blair.

Click here for the pics.

This Is Justice For De Menezes?

Jean Charles de Menezes
Jean Charles de Menezes, murdered by our police

A woman has been arrested over the leak of findings about the fatal police shooting of Brazilian Jean Charles de Menezes on the Tube, it has emerged.

The 43-year-old was arrested at one of a number of London addresses searched.
(Source: BBC News)

This show’s the Metropolitan Police’s priorities: not justice for de Menezes, not ensuring another innocent civilian isn’t murdered by their trigger-happy death squads but catching the person who gave us the truth about their cover-up.

That’s their top priority – punishing the people who expose their lies.

This woman, if she did leak the information, should be given a fucking medal, not arrested.

Meanwhile, this government is trying to limit what we say, impose ID cards on us and imprison us without trial by jury or even having to state why we’ve been arrested. It seems the average citizen will have every detail of their life monitored by Big Brother. While our boys in blue literally get away with murder.

Where’s Dixon of Dock Green when you need him, eh?

Little Britain = Truth

Women's Institute homophobes

The BBC has made changes to Little Britain sketches following complaints from the Women’s Institute.

The organisation took offence at the characters of Judy and Maggie, the bigoted Tory-supporting WI members who vomit at the mere mention of a black person.

The National Federation of Women’s Institutes, which represents 220,000 members, wrote to the BBC demanding changes, including the removal of the WI logo.
(Source: BBC Comedy Blog)

Remember the above? How the W.I. got all in a flap about the gross slur on their character?

Hmmm… Shame about this then, eh? :

A gay author claims his talk to a Women’s Institute has been cancelled because of his sexuality.

Belper WI programme secretary Shirley Sheldon said: “We decided to cancel Mr Annable’s talk after reading some press cuttings, which stated that he was a gay author.

“We thought a talk by someone who is gay would not be suitable for our older members and we did not want him to go into detail about his sexuality.”
(Source: Derby Evening Telegraph)

Yes, of course! Because all gay male authors talk about is cock, innit? They can’t find anything else more interesting than rimming and buggery!

Mr Annable said: “I’m a fairly conventional person and could have easily conducted an interesting talk without even mentioning the subject of homosexuality.”
(Source: Derby Evening Telegraph)

I can just imagine the streams of puke…

“I say, Cynthia, this novel is awfully good!”
“Yes, yes it is, isn’t it? It’s by that gay chap.”
“WHAT??”
“Er… you know, that homosexualist… Narvel Annable…”

(cue rivers of vomit over book, tea cakes, fancy china, doilies etc.)

British Police State

David Mery is a London geek who was going down into the tube one night in July when he was arrested on suspicion of terrorism. He was held, his flat was searched, his computers and phones were confiscated, his data was copied, and his photo, DNA and fingerprints were taken.

He was released the next day, but his computers were not returned, nor was his record expunged.

Mery’s “crime” was carrying a “bulky” backpack (e.g., a laptop bag), wearing an “unseasonably warm” coat (it was one of the coldest July days on record), and “avoiding the police” (he was looking at an SMS on his phone when he went through the turnstiles and so didn’t make eye-contact with the officers there).
(Source: BoingBoing)

Please take the time to read a a first-hand account of yet another rogue police action by clicking here. With policing like this, who needs a repressive Islamist state, eh?

Still, maybe Mery should be thankful that the police didn’t shoot him dead.

Remember, this could be you. What would you do in the above situation? How would you cope with being locked up for the heinous offence of wearing a coat and a rucksack?

Susie Orbach, Where Are You?

Carmen Kass

Studies have shown that while 25 years ago the average model weighed 8% less than the average American woman, today’s model weighs 23% below the national average. As our female icons turn into Barbie, we’re all turning into Bob the Builder.
(Source: The Guardian)

Apparently, Carmen Kass, pictured above, has “this season’s figure.” This is wrong on so many levels, I really don’t know where to start.

Firstly, she isn’t wasp-waisted or curvy. She’s simply another skinny frigger model with the lines of an adolescent boy. She seriously needs to eat some pies, though she’s not as emaciated as other fashion models. Her figure is delightful if you’re a gay man or a straight woman but of not so much interest to us straight/bi men, bi women and lezzers. One might almost be tempted to think that it was straight women and gay men who ran the fashion industry…

Secondly, whatever the pinheaded mavens of the fashion world may think, there is no fashion in body shape. Women are basically podgier, boobier, and smaller than men. We’ve maintained those sexual dimorphisms and very probably exaggerated them due to millions of years of sexual selection. This isn’t body fascism on the part of men: selection works both ways. How many straight women do you know who would pick a sexual partner a foot smaller than them? Or with bigger tits? It’s the last 80 years or so, where we’ve seen these gangly, giraffoid genetic rarities known as fashion models, that is the aberration. We have to ask ourselves: who benefits from projecting this entirely un-natural image of women?

I’ve said before, you can’t sell something to someone who is happy, who is content.

If the world of advertising and fashion showed realistic images of women, how would they sell anything? But if you make every normal woman feel she is too fat, too short, too big-arsed, too hairy, too ugly… well, hell, you’ve got them for life! They’ll buy your diets and your make up and your girdles and your control pants and your depilatory creams and every other pointless product. Make women feel bad about being normal women and you’ve struck gold.

My third and last point is where I’ll lose what few women are still reading…

IF (and that’s a big, capital letter IF since I think women shouldn’t give a shit what men think), IF you are going to structure your life as a woman about what is sexually attractive to men, at least get it right.

I call this my Porno Therapy. Most women I know think they’re too fat based on the women’s magazines they read, which are, of course, crammed full of adverts that are shouting, ‘YOU FAT BITCH! BUY THIS DIET! WEAR THESE SHOES! CAN YOU FIT INTO THIS DRESS?? YOU COULD IF YOU BOUGHT THIS FACE CREAM!’

The women in women’s magazines look fuck-all like real women. They’re all too tall, too thin, too boyish. Basically, a couple of knitting needles shoved into a sock in terms of figure. Amazingly, women believe this is the ideal figure in terms of what straight men fancy! Yep, we can’t get enough of 8-foot-tall, flat-chested stick-insects, yummy!

The way to defeat this tragic misapprehension is for women to go and buy an average porno mag. Not some hyper-glossy one that’s pretending to be art or an extremist silicone freakshow, just an average grot mag, like Escort or Razzle. Have a look at the women in the magazine. I bet most of them are under 5′ 7″. And they aren’t fashion-model thin, very far from it. They have curves, they have wobbly bits and little rolls of plumpness around their middles. Mmmm…plumpness.

As you gaze at these dimply, rounded beauties, remember, men pay money to wank over these images. Not images of high-fashion models, not the twiglets of magazine adverts, these round, bouncy girls. About the only thing that is abnormal is that they’re probably all too large-breasted compared to average women. So, if anything, they’re a bit too curvy rather than too thin.

If you’re a woman reading this and you think you’d be happier if you were six pounds lighter, give my Porno Therapy a go instead. With a couple of your girl mates, nip and buy a cheap and cheerful wank mag and take an objective, hard look at the women in it. Then put it next to Vogue and tell me, honestly, which magazine features women who look the most like you?

DJing At The Bless Again!

Bzangy DJing

I just spoke to Tim Bless and I shall be DJing again at The Bless from next Tuesday (27th Sept.). We’ve moved my night to Tuesdays to try and link up with Screamadelica. Plus, it means I won’t be DJing on any Bank Holiday nights. It never worked that well, trying to play new music to a mainstream Bank Holiday crowd.

I’m trying to think of taglines for the flyers/posters. I thought of:

“Playing you the music you’ll love a year from now…”

And I think this has the right balance of arrogance and honesty. 🙂

If you think I’m overselling it, check through some of my old playlists from ’03 and ’04.

Oooh, there’s so much new music I want to play! Cheju, the new Deerhoof album, Riddle Of Steel, Jennifer Gentle… I can’t wait! It won’t be all new stuff, of course, I plan to play some classics by Durutti Column, Channel Live, ISAN and, well, anything I like.

Woohoo!