"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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https://linktr.ee/lucyreidarts 'I can play the piano' whispered 5-year-old me to our deputy head teacher Mr. Dennis who was s...
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As a Ffrinj Nutter who had a dalliance with the Welsh Nationalist Party/ Plaid Cymru/ The Party of Wales many, many years ago I was p...
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January 1988 sees me starting work (Kairdiff Vernacular) at 'The Printers' on Broadway, Roath Cardiff. It looked less like the o...
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'Gizza Job'! I will be 46 years of age on St David's Day. I have been a Head of Drama in a tough, inner city secondary scho...
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The Hero's Journey from David Williams on Vimeo . I know that some of you read this blog especially the very popular Guest Blog P...
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+ = My life can be distilled into the above arithmetical equation. Capel(Chapel) + Ysgol(School) = Carchar(Prison) There ...
Thursday 26 January 2017
Sais addolwr
Rapper with Glasses from David Williams on Vimeo.
Sunday 22 January 2017
One Year Ago Today
Wednesday 18 January 2017
5 years ago today!
5 years ago, the Shark Fisherman put Richard Brautigan's 'Trout Fishing in America' back on the library shelf and set about making his own slice of history, his own piece of pecan pie. 620 Blog posts on I have to congratulate myself for my resilience in continuing with this concept album of a blog in the face of Welsh antipathy and indifference. On average 56 people read each post and only 5 of those are Welsh which shows that my reach is wide. It was more when I syndicated to Facebook but a year on from 22nd January 2016 I will have been free from that soul and life sucking medium. The loss of readership was the cost that I was prepared to pay. By now you are probably wondering why I have included the 'War of the Worlds' Well, on Friday you don't need me to tell you what is going to happen in Washington DC. Unless you are insane like me, then you are surely as worried about the next four years as were the Victorians about the prophecies of HG Wells. I have to admit that President Donald Trump appeals to my sense of the absurd. Any man is as horrific as our own fears that we imbue him with. One thing that we lack in our armoury against him is what we had back in the 1980s and that was cutting edge satire in the form of Not the Nine o Clock News and Spitting Image We need these types of programmes to maintain our sanity in the face of potential Armageddon. My concern is that it has been almost 80 years since the last World War, a length of time unprecedented in the history of conflict and wasn't it the European Union that was the glue that kept us together? Many wars between 1939 and now but not a Global Conflict. The signs have been there for a while. With ISIL, Brexit and Trump/Putin we have a potential explosive cocktail. As individuals we are as impotent as we ever were. Our only defence, our sense of humour and our ability to minimise these threats through film, theatre & literature. If Trump is as thin skinned as he appears then one does wonder what will happen when he is insulted by North Korea. Rest assured dear loyal Shark Fishing in Wales readers, you will know what I feel as soon as it happens. Here's to the next 5 years if we're still here...
Monday 9 January 2017
May on Mental Health
Now I like Theresa May as a person, she comes across as compassionate and kind, when you do actually see her. I think she is actually quite a private person and guards her own mental health well, unlike her predecessor, the Flashman Cameron who was in your, and every camerman's face day in day out, looking as if he was doing something. What he was actually doing under the disguise of democracy was preparing to allow the people to lance the Brexit Boil. It has been lanced and Theresa May is now concerned about our mental health in the light of this. I've watched a couple of news flashes (on somebody else's TV) and looked on the Internet and read an article in the Western Fail
'May calls for end to stigma surrounding mental health.'
"I was talking to somebody earlier today and they were making the point that, in the workplace, if you break your arm and you go in with your arm in plaster or in a sling, people will come up to you and talk to you about it. If you have a mental health problem people are more likely to try to avoid you. We must get over the stigma, we must ensure that we are providing the services for people with mental health"
Well I'm sorry Theresa but that is absolute drivel worthy of my previous post. It is anecdotal and it buys into the us and them narrative. Other people get problems with their Mental Health. The very language she uses feeds the stigma and I'm not actually so sure that there is a stigma regarding mental health. It is only those who actually see themselves as robots, devoid of a heart, who can actually believe that there can be a stigma related to emotional distress. It appears to me that many of those who work for Mental Health Charities on a very fat salary, in a hierarchical structure that perpetuates oppression also buy into that narrative, but that is another post for another day. What qualifies the Shark Fisherman of Wales to talk of such things? Well he/I ended up in a Foreign Jail because of his/my mental health. No, I'm sorry referring to it in the third person is just not going to work. It makes everything impersonal and puts everything at arms length. Luckily for me, Britain was still in the European Union at the time and the Remand Jail was willing to take me at Dutch Tax Payers Expense. If they had refused to incarcerate me then I would have had to return to Britain and God knows what kind of treatment I would have received here. Well it's not only God knows, we all know what kind of treatment I would have received here, none.
I, one of Thatcher's children, became an emergency case at the age of 39. I had been hospitalised at 21 for a breakdown that had been precipitated by my first experience of emotional distress and trauma at the age of 13. Mental Health, Mental Illness has dominated my life because it wasn't addressed when I was a teenager. Theresa May's words today are addressing the needs of today's teenagers but I am concerned that it is a sticking plaster on an open wound. You are asking education factories that hothouse children and put them under unnecessary pressure to pass exams for jobs that don't exist to minister to their spiritual and holistic needs. Hang on, this sounds like a job for the new Chief Inspector of Ofsted. I think she is a brave Prime Minister. That doesn't make me a Tory. I think she is brave in comparison to the cowards that have preceded her. It was Thatcher who destroyed the Mining Community. It was Thatcher who destroyed the Community of the New Age Travellers at the Battle of the Beanfield using Police Officers who never suffer from Mental Illness. These are the robots we are talking about. They are paid enough and promised a big enough pension, not to feel anything in the line of duty. There are some on my Twitter Feed who hark back to the days of the Asylums and bemoan the fact that Care in the Community happened. The Victorians locked people away because they did not conform to social norms.
This was the beginning of the us and them mentality.
1 in 4... If I hear that statistic again.... 4 Barcoded Tins of Beans on a supermarket shelf and one of them has got a kink in it. If you are not a robot then quite likely when you have finally lifted the veil on the lies of this conformed, capitalistic, avaricious, greedy, blinkered, brutal society you might rediscover the sensitive soul that you once were before you had it kicked out of you, but don't tell anybody because the 3 in 4 believe that there is a stigma attached to it.
Wednesday 4 January 2017
Drivel
As if the execution wasn't bad enough what I objected to was the reporting and in the Guardian of all places.
The fact is, the poet does not want admiration, he wants to be believed.
— Jean Cocteau Quotes (@CocteauQuotes) September 21, 2020
Fruity old fruit bats
Hello my fruity old fruit bats! That is a term of endearment by the way. I thought I would treat you to a piece of prose rather than the b...
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