"Croeso i ddyfnderoedd fy isymwybod: Welcome to the depths of my subconscious. Shark Fishing in Wales is one man's odyssey to understand the land of his birth through anecdote, observation and reminiscence! By learning about his country, perhaps he can learn more about himself. A process of individuation which Carl Jung suggests we should all go through. Less assuming one nationhood and more working towards one nationhood before we become Independent." Daf Williams
Cymru/Wales: Bipolar Nation
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Saturday 31 December 2016
Balls i Brydeindod
"A ydy'r sefyllfa yn anobeithiol? Ydy', wrth gwrs, os bodlonwn ni i anobeithio. 'Does dim yn y byd yn fwy cysurus nag anobeithio. Wedyn gall dyn fynd ymlaen i fwynhau byw."
Balls i Brydeindod neu geilliau i Genedlaetholdeb Prydeinig. Heddiw di'r diwrnod mae'r Frenhines a Buck House yn tynnau'r cwlwm rhedeg o gwmpas cwd y genedl Gymraeg gan ddosbarthu anrhydeddau fel fferins yn Ffair Borth. A pwy ydan ni i wrthod? Rhai dewr sydd yn deud na. Roedd L.S Lowry yr arlunydd yn un a wrthododd ar sawl achlysur, David Bowie un arall ag heddiw Lynn Faulds Wood, a llongyfarchiadau mawr iddi hi. Ond mae Bryn Terfel wedi derbyn a Chris Coleman hefyd a pwy ydan ni'r cenedlaetholwyr Cymraeg cynddeiriog i feirniadu? Maent wedi gwneud gymaint dros ganu a phêl-droed yn do? Canu a phêl-droed hmmmm. Oleua mai ymdrechion y tîm ffwtbol dros yr haf yn newid agwedd o'r tu allan tuag aton ni. Nid bellach gwlad y bel hirgrwn ond pa bynnag siâp y bel mae'n amlwg ni allwn dal nhw fyny i ddosbarth uwch Lloegr pan mae losin a da da yn cael ei rhannu allan. Esiampl arall o rannu a gorchfygu ar ran yr ymerodraeth Brydeinig. Pwy a ŵyr beth a ddaeth ar ein traws fel cenedl yn 2017? Efallai fydd o'n fwy derbyniol i alw pâl yn pâl (spade) yn lle'r rhaw (shovel) bondigrybwyll. Fydd rhaid i ni ddeud yn gwbl gyhoeddus, heb ofni am ein swyddi neu ein safle yn gymdeithas, ein statws, os yw rhywbeth yn mynd yn groes i'r graen. Mae unfed awr ar ddeg Saunders Lewis wedi troi i mewn i bum munud i hanner nos. 'Does dim yn y byd yn fwy cysurus nag anobeithio. Wedyn gall dyn fynd ymlaen i fwynhau byw.' A dyna fydd yr her i ni yn 2017, i gario mlaen yn yr un hen ffordd a gobeithio am newid neu geisio dod at ein gilydd mewn ffordd wahanol i Eisteddfod. Yn lle cystadlu yn erbyn ein gilydd, wyl fawr wleidyddol yn debyg i Woodstock ond heb y canu a chwarae pel droed. I gau, yr unig beth allai ddeud ydy peidiwch â digalonni ond mae anobeithio yn iawn oherwydd allwn ni gyd wedyn mwynhau byw.
Tuesday 27 December 2016
Radicaliaeth yng Nghymru
Monday 26 December 2016
From Bow Street to Beeching
Friday 23 December 2016
Soft Targets
By the end of this Blog Post I want you to have assessed how much of a 'Soft Target' you are. The Shark Fisherman of Wales used to be a soft target before they threw me into prison for nothing more than opening my mouth. My exclamation of despair was interpreted as a threat and as we know there is no such thing as free speech especially in the Netherlands (Irony Alert: Furrowed Brow) By now we are familiar with the term soft target: a collection of people or places with large numbers of crowds that can be hit by terrorists. Imagine that it was the Coca Cola Lorry that was ploughing into all these 'innocent' people to the strains of "The Holidays are coming, the Holidays are coming". You know that I have a 'thang' against the Capitalist Ideology, its growth like a cancer cell and these blunt implements, these lorries that have been used to ship items for private profit are now being used to take out the 'innocent' who perhaps might have benefited from the items from the back of these lorries in previous days, might but unlikely. The Terrorists or Extremists that have been driving these blunt instruments into soft targets are being claimed by Islamic State. A State that has the name of a Religion in its title. As we know, the actions of these terrorists and extremists have nothing to do with ordinary adherents of the faith BUT the religion of its name encourages its followers to fast. A month of fasting at Ramadan with a culmination of the Festival of Eid. That means they don't eat, they fast. We non-muslims never fast unless we are on a diet, we just stuff our face with turkey and gorge with mince pies. The point I am making is that we in the West with our blind adherence to the Festival of Christmas are one, long, fat sausage of a soft target. The adherents of Islamic State are lean and hungry whilst we are soft and fat. Have we become soft and fat because of Capitalism is an argument for another day and another blog post.
No I am not going to ask you your weight or your body mass index, how tall you are in comparison with how much you tuck away with the 2 for 1 offers. That really is none of my business. What is my business though is how prepared you are going to be for the dark days ahead!( just cos I'm nosey and I'm concerned about the collective welfare) How far have you mentally shifted your compass points for the challenges that face us as soft targets. We in the West are Soft Targets pure and simple and if we don't change our ways we are going to go down with a whimper rather than a bang. I am no longer a soft target because I have withdrawn from society to work on my blog and my so called poetry. I don't get involved with a lot of people because historically I have been a soft target and soft targets tend to be hit, emotionally and financially. It could lead to a lonely old age but I am not prepared to continue with this farce. As Ghandi told us, an eye for an eye and everyone is blind so Putin's strategy of not reacting to Turkish aggression is quite an eye opener. We are all shit scared of what Trump is going to get up to in 2017, a circus ring master in charge of a powerful continent but who knows, he might surprise us all, but we have to be ready. At the moment we are passive consumers of terror, we will be able to watch television soon whilst tucking into the turkey and cranberry and watch without a flinch as another lorry takes us down like bowling balls. We are becoming desensitised to terror whilst not wanting to change our ways.
Wednesday 21 December 2016
🛢🐍Snake Oil Salesman🐍🛢
I am the snake oil salesman because I am trying to persuade you of the benefits of returning to a simpler way of life. "Our Way of Life" that the British Values Brigade are pedalling include competition, aquisition, dog eat dog, know your place, glass ceiling, class division, shop till you drop, monarchy, doff your hat as you shop for tat, privatisation of the National Health Service & gated communities. This is our way of life at the moment and I refuse to buy into it. I need a critical mass to refuse to buy into it. I want you to buy my snake oil.
Sunday 18 December 2016
Mwy o Wenglish tymhorol
Mae'r heddlu iaith yn crynu yn ei bacse, mae'r pysgotwr siarcod am roi cynnig ar sgrifennu yn ei #Wenglish di gyfaddawd eto. Well dyma ni o'r diwedd, dim ond wythnos i fynd cyn y diwrnod mawr. Blwyddyn yma mae'r cyfalafwyr wedi bod yn dathlu genedigaeth y baban Iesu ers 1af o Fedi. Mae'r pedwar mis yma yn teimlo yn debyg i sefyll ar y crocbren yn aros am y gosb eithaf. Taswn ni yn gweithio efalla fasa pethau ddim yn edrych mor ddrwg ond sut mae dyn 50 oed yn mynd i gael gwaith gyda Chymraeg o'r safon yma? Mae gymaint o gyflogwyr yn edrych am 'Yes Man' sydd yn fodlon cytuno i bob dim ac erbyn hyn mae cydwybod glir yn bwysicach na dim i fi. Allai ddim canmol y dewin o Port Talbot Michael Sheen ddigon, am roi'r gorau iddi actio a dod yn ôl i Gymru i fod yn 'political activist'. Mwy o bobol fel fo rydym ni angen yng Nghymru. Pobol sydd a ddim ofn bellach i roi ei phennau dros y parapet. Mae gymaint o bobol yn ofn fod nhw ei hunan oherwydd beth fyddai cyflogwyr yn ei deud. Ar Drydar "Views expressed are my own". Pam fasa rhaid i chi ddeud y fath beth yn y lle cyntaf? Allech chi fetio fod y cyflogwyr yma yn sganio cyfryngau cymdeithasol ei phobol i weld os maent yn bihafio ei hun. Mae'n hen bryd i bobol fod yn fwy onest am sut maent yn teimlo am ddigwyddiadau'r byd yma. Tybed faint o Gymry Cymraeg ee'r Cymry yna sydd yn siarad Cymraeg nid y rhai sydd yn meddwl fod nhw yn well Cymry na'r di Gymraeg, faint o rain fasa yn fodlon tynnu'r llyw gwerthoedd Prydeinig os hwnna ydy 'Values'. Wenglish fi yn sâl heno chi! Efallai fod moesau yn well air. Tybed faint yn y BBC fuasa'n fodlon arwyddo i achub ei gwaith nhw?
Pobol mewn Public Office? Felli fuasa rhaid i Wardeniaid Traffig tynnu llyw i'r Frenhines. "I'm giving you this parking ticket in the name of her Majesty's Government". Mae dipyn o ddrwg deimlad wedi bod yn digwydd yn Her Majesty's Prisons yn ddiweddar. Fe'm rhyddhawyd fi o garchar ar Ragfyr 9fed 2005 ond roeddwn wir yn meddwl baswn yn gwario Nadolig yn fy nghell yn Amsterdam bell. Dwi ddim yn credu mewn carchar. Prison doesn't work! Pam rhoi menywod a dynion sydd yn lladrata mewn i garchardai gyda rheina sydd wedi lladd? Dydy hwnna ddim yn gwneud synnwyr i mi. Mi es i lawr i Amgueddfa H.M.P Dartmoor yn ddiweddar i gwneud dipyn bach o ymchwil. Lle barbaraidd iawn ei olwg oedd y carchar ac roedd yr amgueddfa ddim lot gwell. Tybed tasa gymdeithas fwy gwaraidd nag ydy o efallai fuasa llai o droseddau yn digwydd ond rydym ni fel y dynol rhyw yn obsessed gyda cosb. Mae rhaid cymryd rhyddid i ffwrdd. Well mae gyda ni rhyddid i ddathlu'r Nadolig yn does?
Friday 16 December 2016
Barcode Britain
Tuesday 13 December 2016
Free the Mulod
The Age of Hysteria
Trust the good old Western Fail to ensure that we wont sleep easily in our beds tonight! Not only have we heard the news that the Western Male is no longer to be printed in the Western half of 'Pax Brittanica', the land that it claims to represent but on Page 15 under News we discover the devastating information
"CHIP SHOP CLOSED DOWN AFTER DEAD MOUSE FOUND UNDER FREEZER".
It doesn't go on to explain that papers were found on the dead mouse detailing his mission to infiltrate the TATA steelworks and get more information on the Pension Arrangements for the mice working at the Port Talbot plant. I mean, come on, a mouse!!! If it had been a rat, then fair enough but we are talking about a chip shop at Sandfields, Port Talbot. The punters will probably complain that there is less flavour on the food now but seriously this was the owner's living. How can a chip shop owner be given a 12 week prison sentence suspended for one year and be expected to pay £800 in costs to Neath Port Talbot Council? They could add that on to his Council Tax surely at £8.00 a month for a hundred months. I think there's something we are not being told here and that is that in fact that the mouse was a Muslim. The unannounced inspectors actually found a rolled up prayer mat and mouse slippers under the freezer but they are not actually leaking this information in case the population get hysterical.
On the same page 15, still under News obviously, the Headline
Sunday 11 December 2016
It's beginning to look a lot like scaremongering this Christmas.
http://sharkfishinginwales.blogspot.co.uk/2014/08/trychinebwr-aka-catastrophist.html
http://sharkfishinginwales.blogspot.co.uk/2014/09/fundamentally-different.html
Monday 5 December 2016
Merched Dyfnaint
dial a shaman: what's love got to do with it ?
The Pound Shop Nativity
Thursday 1 December 2016
HMRC/ADVANTIS/WORKINGTAXCREDITS
I know that some of you read this blog especially the very popular Guest Blog Posts. Back in June, as some of the twitteratti will know I walked Offa's Dyke to raise money for Mental Health Charity Mind. My kind and generous sponsors raised £416.71 I arrived back in Cardiff the day before the European Referendum Election. There on the door mat was a letter from HMRC telling me that they overpaid me working tax credits from 2014 to that pre Brexit present date. What they didn't know is that the £52.10 a week that they were sending me was the only money that I was receiving and living on having waived my right to Job Seekers Allowance back in 2014. I didn't want to undergo the ignominy of being sanctioned and being sent for jobs and training that would trigger my mental health condition so I decided to apply for Working Tax Credits because I was working more than 30 hours a week (Voluntarily) in various roles including caring. I didn't realise back in 2014 that I was eligible for Carers Allowance because they don't tell you. Now HMRC having been handed back the contract by American Company Concentrix, are employing a Debt Collection Agency called Advantis from Stoke on Trent to hassle me to pay one lump sum back that they claim they paid me incorrectly. Their mistake and my punishment. In the month that Her Majesty and her Buckingham Palace are down for a £369 million pound rewiring, this Government under its un-elected monarch's name are pursuing the most awkward and bloody minded members of society. Even though I am not as productive and give as much value back to society as you my readers and tax payers, I do try in my own small way to entertain and find a pathway through. Even though my life experience and my book make it patently obvious that I am unable to be a well behaved servile member of society, certain institutions are hell bent on continuing to kick the shit out of me. Having heard the news about Concentrix and their sledgehammer to crack a nut strategy in relation to Working Tax Credits, I have decided as of this morning to ignore any further communications from Her Majesty's lackeys and if they insist on the avenue of bailiffs and a court case, rest assured fellow shark fisherpersons, you will be the first to know.
The fact is, the poet does not want admiration, he wants to be believed.
— Jean Cocteau Quotes (@CocteauQuotes) September 21, 2020
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