Gone but never forgotten.

http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/england/london/7944769.stm

R.I.P Karim.

I was devastated to hear my old class mate is now the second person from my Gladesmore year group to lose their young life to senseless gun violence. I remember him as someone who was never rude or argumentative and would say some pretty funny stuff in R.E. lessons. Rest in peace and I pray to God you’ll be the last person we shed our tears for.

 

E

Chico time already?

“Hi, I’m Kerry McCarthy. You might remember me from such films as ‘One Of The Worst MPs In The Country’ ‘Kerry N Da Hood’  and my Oscar winning performance in ‘The Fakest Leonard Cohen Fan.’ However, I’m not famous for my legendary film presence, no, I’m famous for being a rotten MP and I’ll tell you something- the Labour whip doesn’t even know my name.”

Oh yes, friends! It’s Chico time yet again!

I think those of us with a grasp of history already know never to trust a politician with the name ‘McCarthy’ anyway.

Young, Inbred and Racist.

http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/uk/7822574.stm

Not that you haven’t all already heard. The Express (the newspaper that I was forced to read for from the age of 11 to 13 and which subsequently turned me into a Communist) yearly reminds us that the Royal family only cost the Great British taxpayer something like 53p a week. Even though everyone else then says lol not really a bit more maybe. Even if I was a taxpayer (I reserve “I’m a taxpayer” for shouting at the police obviously) I would resent that 53p.
If some foul, aristocratic ponce came up to me in the street and asked me for 53p I’d be like Gideon plz.

The worst part of the article is this bit: “The statement continued: “Prince Harry used the term ‘raghead’ to mean Taleban or Iraqi insurgent.”"

OH THAT’S OKAY THEN LOL BCOZ everyone is callin tha israeli government shylocks and Robert Mugabe that word that you know what I mean.

I was in some shithole club in Bristol a few weeks with my lovely chum O, who is from Bangladesh, and some ginger (what is it with gingers? only joking nuff love private school friend who reads this <3) asks him ‘Do you sell ecstasy’ now forgive me if you think I’m being sensetive but what was it about him that made you my Daztastic fellow patron in this largely white, relatively middle class establishment think my friend would be pushing pills?

Also if anyone thinks I’m part of the PC Brigade. Yeah, you’re probably right. I don’t see anything wrong with finding lighthearted racist comments revolting coming from this shining beacon of Art A Level cheating, Eton educated Republicanism. All that bullshit about ‘It was to a friend and not meant to be malicious’- funny because I don’t refer my best friends (D & I) with the n wurd, they don’t expect me to. I’d be really uncomfortable if they or other people heard me using words like that. I guess the more respect you actually have the more you realise these words aren’t that funny, especially coming from white people. Words mean things. If my boyfriend ever called me a bitch I’d bust out every one of his teeth.  That’s another word I refuse to use because it reeks of nothing but violence and I prefer not propagating the problems my gender and I face. Problems I, and sadly many of my other female friends and relatives, have personally faced in our short or long years. Many people don’t understand that language is the most powerful weapon anyone, especially those with power, has at their disposal.

Anyway in other news Princess Beatrice had her BMW stolen roflcopter. Her father purchased it for her apparently. Last time I checked Andrew owes us quite a lot of squandered money. So I reckon they should just see the BMW as a repossession.

E

“Education is our passport to the future, for tomorrow belongs to the people who prepare for it today.”

Malcolm X

My sweetheart is watching Celebrity Big Brother and combing his beard with my hairbrush. 2009 is set to be an exciting year. He’s not really watching it, in fact, he’s talking to the cat. In ten months time I’m going to start at Bristol University. At least Bristol University isn’t swarming with SWP- Tories are much easier to avoid. I know some people reading this are going to explode with self-righteous anarcho-bullshit at me admitting I’m going to Bristol University. OMG HOW’S YOUR PROJECTED CAREER IN ADVERTISING PANNING OUT LAWL? I’ve already done the massive post on why education is undervalued and derided by a lot of the anarchists I’ve had the misfortune of conversing with. Maybe I’ll get burned out of Bristol university by oiks like another awesome Class War person I know. Even though I won’t be living in halls. I had a point to make with this post, I don’t actually remember what it was. I worked hard for ten years to get that unconditional offer in my inbox and am actually quite pleased to be going to a higher ranked university than all of the private school chaps I know. When I started my secondary school in 2001, it had a 21% passrate at GCSE. It’s fantastic to see nearly every person who was in my year group who I’ve heard from since (a lot) are all at university in some form or another. This is Tottenham, N. London. David Cameron can walk under a 149 bus when he opens up his inbred mouth and talks about “broken Britain” or how black people need “rolemodels” to stop them all being criminals. All us kids didn’t need rolemodels, we were just constantly told no matter what we’re applying for college and at college everyone is encouraged to apply to university. Everyone is told they can. We’re taught to look up to ourselves, to have faith in ourselves and to go after what we can achieve. That’s what works. It worked for us at our secondary school. A lot of my friends didn’t get 5 GCSES above C. Some didn’t even get one GCSE above C. From what I know now most of the people in that situation still did something at college or sixth form at least.

Anyway.

I didn’t see much to celebrate over New Year, so I didn’t. I don’t like drinking or being around drunk people. All that was on the news was the situation in Gaza (which made the idea of personally celebrating anything slightly grotesque in my mind) and the only time I ever went out on NYE was last year and can I just say, one of the most awful nights of my life (nothing to do with the lovely and redeeming company of two of my pals.)

I’m sorry to all of the really nice people who read this blog and want something political. I felt I should update, but my mind has been running dry. All I can think about is the peppered mackerel in the fridge downstairs.

Ella.

Kerry McCarthy

What an awful woman! Not content with being one of the worst MPs in the entire country, she’s also a third-rate music snob!

http://kerry-mccarthy.blogspot.com/

Thanks for that display of knowledge on Leonard Cohen songz! Anyone would think you actually listened to him, even though you’re encouraging people to buy a cover version that is inferior to his original! Also most people with decent judges of talent respect Alexandra, but for those too rightfully insecure about their music taste they have to knock anyone who ever goes on a TV talent show. I bet she likes Strictly Come Poncing. People seem to think watching talentless z-list celebrities who CAN’T dance try and revive their careers is culture. However, ordinary people, often from not particularly well off backgrounds, with undeniable talent and determination come from no-where and work hard to win the show and try and build a career. They LOOK down on that. Congratulations folk on looking down on genuine talent, opportunity and determination from people by and large not lucky enough to have these chances bought for them. You don’t even LIKE ballroom dancing, you’re just intellectually inept. Regardless of whether you like the music or not (Leon Jackson no thank you) these shows are about people often from lower class backgrounds, not already privately educated, connection spinning freaks lumbering about on a dancefloor. Wonder why the general media want you to respect Strictly Come Dancing MORE?

List of winners in this situation: them, me, Loeonard Cohen.

List of losers: the scummy peasants who like to be snobs about music who get another person more talented and decent than themselves to infringe upon their sad lives.

ALSO: Kerry McCarthy= Labour MP (Ho ho ho) who thinks people on benefits ‘lack understanding of what is right and proper behaviour’ and many are ‘unemployable.’  A bit like… KERRY MCCARTHY. She didn’t reckon her six-figure city salary was that much either, describing it as ‘not that much.’

I was just thinking about..

.. how right-wing people on any form of media-for-the-masses like to bang on about how they’re moving to Australia.

The best part about it is that they want to move to Australia because they percieve it to be this awesome right-wing state, with excellent immigration control and is what they want England to be like, but it’s too late. This country’s gone to the dogs.

I laugh at them because, as an Australian citizen myself, they themselves would never in a million years pass those immigration controls they love Australia for. Australians also wouldn’t like them too much because for all Australia’s often racist faults they’re not all actually mental cases who support pathetic Nationalism.

So yeah just a general ‘tired of freaks” post. Anyone who reads BBC Have Your Say will know exactly what I’m talking about.

Just a quick reminder that..

Two different girls write on here, Ella and Munchy.

Just because it says Class War in the title doesn’t mean you should ever think of us as part of Class War the organisation. Plz. 

 

P.s. the Gerbil in my display picture, Jude, died this week. He was the most lovely loved gerbil in the whole wide world. I saved his little life when he was only three days old and he will be remembered forever.

Jude Gerbil: December 27th 2005-November 29th 2008

I’m not being funny yeah.

I’m getting bare annoyed at the way people are talking about this recession. The credit crunch. Feline the pinch (a witty pun if we were talking about cats.) A recession, especially THIS recession, isn’t going to end capitalism. Marx might have said capitalism has sown the seeds of its own destruction (he actually said the bougeois state but never mine) but he never fucking meant it was going to do it on its own. Jesus. I’ve been hearing some serious shit from third-rate Leninists parading a followers of Marx. Anyone who thinks celebrating this recession or talking about it as, fuck, an OPPORTUNITY makes my blood boil. This recession means people are going to LOSE THEIR HOMES, THEIR JOBS and God knows what else. It’s going to spell the end for some families, for some people’s mental health. The only thing we can actually hope for without being scummy is that it’ll save us from a Tory government. The immiseration of the working classes (which is what the SWP support, I got called right wing for pointing out it erm is actually pretty shit) is erm actually pretty shit. Don’t ever call this an opportunity for “anarchism” or communism or whatever. I’m never going to celebrate someone losing their house but realising the messianic calling of anti-capitalism. Know anyone who’s going to get their house repossessed? Set up a group who go around and physcially STOP people from being evicted. If you fucking hate capitalism, don’t support it- which is what most political people actually do every single fucking day- don’t mess around with other like minded left-wingeurs, indulging in your own sense of politico-worthiness. What you gotta do, YEAH, is write up a leaflet. Put it through doors in neighbourhoods that might be most at risk of repossession. Tell them their fucking rights against baliffs, what baliffs can and can’t do, tell them who to contact if they want help from falling victim to capitalism and the banks. Tell them there are people who will help, and be those people. I certainly will be given half the chance. Don’t even try and say this won’t work as this is exactly what stopped houses being repossessed during the Poll Tax. Not a single house was repossessed in Scotland at that time. The Government is running scared of repossession so you might just find you’ll be able to utilise it. Utilise it to HELP PEOPLE. Anarchism isn’t petty anti-authoritarianism. Anarchism is about, above every thing else, total freedom from the coersive constraints and violence of the system. It’s about love for your neighbour. What is protesting outside Bradford and Bingley gonna get you? Probably a headcold and not much else. What is protecting a house from the law gonna get you? It might just get you a clear conscience.

I’m sending this out to anyone and everyone who takes their personal political beliefs seriously, sees people suffering and wants to help and is willing to work against the system in a way that will beat it.

Ella

Hurrah!

The Bristolian shall soon again be a staple of the sometimes beautiful, sometimes filth stained (and by filth I mean YOUSouth West Regional Development Agency) It has taken months of planning, including my one woman campaign to have it named The Pickled Egg (I also would have settled for The Microwave) that was sadly unsuccessful. Another time, chaps! Building upon to massive success that was the Save Stokes Croft demonstation- an action that united many different people in Bristol, was organised properly in one week by a handful of us and managed to attract hundreds of people in a beautiful display of colour and determination. The demonstration reminded many in Bristol, asides from the fake Anarchists (politics that doesn’t value human beings first and foremost is fascism, sorry guys!) and bizarre hippies who alientate themselves from the rest of Bristol gladly were there, oh, they were there but were outraged that our date for the protest was stealing attention away from their squatting solidarity thing (attended by twenty people and a dog.) They’re actually quite nice people but their own brand of “carbon weevil” poltics and disgust for ordinary people (apparently Kebele on a jaunt in Knowle West said in the earshot of Ian Bone “Is this where the chavs live?” to which Sir Ian replied “I think you mean proletarians.” Ho ho!) just doesn’t wash (geddit) with me.

Anyway! Slightly off the point there, that is if you have trouble interrelating different pieces of information to form an adequate picture of a situation without being told outright this means this for this, which I’m sure you don’t (I’m sorry to say there are one or two disappointing who read this blog from time to time.) Indeed, you’re wondering, where will this lead? Well there is a hunger for this kind of stuff in Bristol (obviously.) The Council are an appaling bunch of corrupt fools (I could reel off pages of vitriol) who enjoy abusing their citizens in any way possible. A park was recently sold off in Knowle West (a notoriously poverty stricken area of South Bristol) extremely, and dare I say suspiciously, quitely. Worst of all, my friends, to the reviled company which attempted to build over the cycle path! The cycle path plans were withdrawn due to widespread disgust and action across the city. Back in the 60s Tony Benn said “They can put a man on the moon but they can’t give Bristol a decent transport system.” Sad to say it’s still truer than ever. Apparently First bus (which have an absolute stranglehold monopoly in Bristol) charge customers MORE in Bristol than they do in other parts of the country. There’s no point even elaborating.

The thing about Bristol, however, is it is well equipped to combat it. The Bristolian had a circulation of 40,000 in its heyday and the team we have assembled is pretty excellent.

‘Brokers with hands on their faces’

Now here is a blog with longevity!

http://brokershandsontheirfacesblog.tumblr.com/page/1