Full disclosure: I think that it’s a really good idea if working class people have the training to be able to punch their class enemies in the face really, really hard. A pal of mine, the ugly one in the middle in the picture below, runs an MMA gym hereRead on…
in which Andy attempts to fit an entire year’s worth of blogging into a single post “But it was impossible to beat anything into the heads of the poor. They went on with the usual impetuosity of their tempers, full of outcries and lamentations when taken, but madly careless ofRead on…
Wow, that protest in Berlin is pretty nutty eh? 22,000 or so bell-ends from all over have descended on Berlin to protest against the minor discomfort of wearing a mask when you have to pop into the Rewe to pick up some bratwurst. There’s nothing really special about the BerlinRead on…
OK, so bear with me on this. We know that C-19 targets the old and the unwell. Especially the old and unwell. We also know that a great many of the voters for the Conservative Party in the UK, and right wing parties elsewhere, fit into the older demographic. SoRead on…
I’ve been working on an excavation in an old graveyard recently (yes, my life is occasionally a horror story) and, surprisingly, we’ve found a fuck ton of dead bodies. Weird eh? We’re right in the centre of a small town (I can’t say exactly where as the local authorities getRead on…
I’m settling down right now to watch the latest instalment in the British blockbuster of political theatre; Brexit of Bollocks – A Song of Sheiße and Saturdays. Having been an avid follower of this debacle of drama since season one: The Big Vote – What the Fuck Did You ThinkRead on…
I’ve been looking for a copy of this wee comic for years. It’s by the fantastic Pete Loveday and describes the day that we shut down the financial heart of London for a day, had fist fights with mass murderers… I mean bankers and traders, fought running battles with police,Read on…
So, Brexit Day Mk. 1.0 is rapidly looming, to be swiftly followed by a sequel next month it seems. I’ve been taking a rather unhealthy interest in the proceedings in the House of Commons of late. Something that shouldn’t be surprising given as I’ve been living in Germany since shortlyRead on…
I grew up in South Wales on a blue hill; my bedroom looked north towards the mountain of stone and Mynydd Twmbarlwm -the twmp. When I was a child the twmp of Twmbralwm occupied a special place in my young psyche. Looming above the valley below drawing the horizon intoRead on…
So, I’m currently on attempt #1726 to give the evil cancer sticks the old heave ho and, five days in, it’s actually going pretty well. I’m doing an overnight job dismantling the Rolling Stones gig in Hamburg on the weekend though. We’ll see how well it’s doing after four orRead on…
