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Saturday, 15 February 2020

There will be Insanity


At times like this I am actually glad that I have been 'mad' that I have been certifiably insane. I shudder to think how those of you who have not spent time in a prison or mental hospital because of 'lunacy' feel at this moment.

Say that you are approaching forty years of age? Say that you were 21 when 9/11 occurred. How must you be feeling today after almost two decades of horrific global news stories? or a more impressionable 11 years of age and now you are approaching thirty. 

Three years of Will He? Won't He? protracted Brexit and on the same day that UK PLC exit the European Union, Coronavirus enters the UK and people start making memes of such using the well known cerveza manufacturer's logo and brand. 

We have never been in these uncharted territories before. Nobody remembers the Influenza Pandemic of 1918 because nobody was around then. At the time of the SARS outbreak there was a very scary 9.00 o clock click bait news right at the outset and then nothing was heard of it again. It was contained in China largely but it appears to have mutated and now our beleaguered NHS who were promised so much on the side of buses in 2016 have to deal with this. 

It is fascinating to observe the Internet News. They are sensationalising it or minimising it so much on the telly that you could be forgiven for thinking that they are playing good cop, bad cop with our fears.

Ont Internet you have the usual scabby and boring stories but then 
"Were you at this Bus Conference? We're you in this Doctor's Surgery? Did you get into an Uber? The drip drip of scaremongering continues so while we escape into the banality of our football teams and different storms we are being psychologically battered on a daily basis.

The wind and rain may be scary Mary outside but that is nothing compared to what is going on in the collective subconscious. Llanrwst and Hebden Bridge were flooded in Storm Cara. Who will cop it in Storm Dennis? And all the time that we are worried about the weather and the Brexit negotiations and whether Wales will win the next Rugby game, the little Corona Virus Pop Man is tapping on your cerebral cortex going 
"I could kill you in one sneeze or cough"


Some of us have been self isolating for years out of social anxiety not realising that there is a name for it. Now we get to do it officially.

Fear stalks the streets of austerity Britain as Bojo the Clown plays Chess with his Cabinet getting rid of the threats to his power base. You can tell that everybody is scared of him and that they are ready to guffaw at the slightest quip to be uttered from his pouty lips. This new Chancellor looks like a real Boris Brown Nose.

As this Corona Physical plays out! Have you had it? Are you now clear? Are you a super muck spreader? we will see more and more people becoming insane with the fear. The Nuclear Bunkers that were built in the 1980's will be opened to house the Councillors and Politicians that will be required to run a Post Corona Virus Zombie Nation. When are the Police going to start wearing face masks to go and arrest people.


We had Gas Masks and Geoffrey Boycott in the Second World War. Could we not offer Geoffrey Boycott to the Corona Virus as a Human Sacrifice. Get him to bore it into submission? Failing that could we ask Dominic Cummings to disseminate gas masks on prescription. Perhaps at the next Paris Fashion Show the models will be wearing Hazmat Suits. There must be a factory unit full of them down Salisbury Way.


There will be casualties from this CoronaVirus outbreak, not just the physical ones but the ones whose minds have become flooded by fear. People will becomes insane, there will be more instances of psychosis, the grainy telephone pictures of Chinese Medical Staff screaming with tiredness and despair will play out on the streets of Blighty depending on how the mainstream media want to play it. The Johnson will tell the BBC to ramp the fear factor up a few volts to avoid scrutiny on his latest hair brained scheme.


Just because you have lost your mind once and become insane doesn't mean that it grants immunity from it happening again.


Depending on how this one plays out I will see you on the streets, in the mental health facilities or failing that I will wave to you from the window of my self isolation unit also known as my home. 

Hwyl

Friday, 14 February 2020

Don Prime Minister

Was that a Freudian flourish of the pen from outgoing Chancellor of the Exchequer Sajid Javid? Instead of Dear Prime Minister, does that in fact say in GP prescription scrawl 'Don Prime Minister'? Because it appears that we are dealing with a Mafia crime boss with the tousel haired, blonde bombshell sock puppet Don Boris Johnson and the hand up his backside Dominici Camorra.  Both Don Prime Minister and Don Dom went to private schools. Eton and Durham School respectively. And let me tell you, as one who attended a very minor one here in Wales, they are a breeding ground for ruthlessness*. Durham School received royal foundation by King Henry 'off with their heads' VIII.
Don Dom and Don Prime Minister's Cabinet Shake Up has all the hall marks of a Mafia style hit and with one of those in mind here is a video wot I hijacked from the Daily Mail, the newspaper beloved of ruthless people.

  
Is the video you have just watched actually a Churchillian crime family of 'One Nation Conservatives' Is this actually a Conservative Nostra Clan with Don Dom as the Consigliere? We all know of the Comparison between Donald Trump and a Mafia Boss. Are we now actually seeing an organised crime syndicate operating on both sides of the Atlantic? 

Picture courtesy of the New Statesman

*Just to assure readers that I am not ruthless. I ended up in the soft as shit stream that everybody else used as a door mat but my claim to fame is that I once played 'Rugger' against Jeremy Corbyn's old alma mater Adams' Grammar School Newport. God Bless Jeremy Corbyn and Down with the Cosa Nostra One Nation Conservatives. 



Wednesday, 5 February 2020

Why do blokes with birds look like c*nts?





I don't know if you've noticed but blokes with birds
look like c*nts.
Now I'm not saying we're perfect cos a few of us singletons
are right little runts.
I was on the escalator with my basket
behind a couple with trolley and by golly
did he give her a smirk stopping pedestrian traffic.
I've got the heart of a hippy but not the head
not enough hair to tie into dread
this one was out to extinguish a rebellion.
It's the law of the jungle out there in shoppers' land
if you're not in a couple
you stick out like a one man band.
I don't know what it was
whether the ugly bug ball had given him a call
but this new age traveler was having it all
at my expense.
His bird were in cahoots
"We're not birds" she hoots
"Well get out of the fucking way then,
I need to get back to my roots"
But budge they did not
They just looked at each other
I thought you are one smug bugger
If he'd been in a car, I'd have given him a shunt
but then I'd have been the c*nt
giving him the bird.

Friday, 31 January 2020

Rwy'n Casau Cymru


Ffwcia fo. Dwi mynd mewn i ble mae angylion ofni troedio. Dwi am sgrifennu blogiad heb ei roi fo trwy'r censor wedyn sef Cysill.


Dwi mynd i fod mor noethlymun yn fy Nghymraeg gwael ag gallai fod. Efallai fydd na chamdreiglo fan hyn a chamsillafu fan draw ond sicr fydd yna gamddealltwriaeth ar hyd y daith. 


Iawn? Gyda'r nonsens yna allan o'r ffordd mi allai fynd yn fy mlaen i ypsetio chi yn ddigyfaddawd rŵan.


Gyda Donald Trump yn gwneud 'drone stike' ar Gadfridog Byddin Iran, gyda Coronovirus yn cyrraedd gwledydd y Deyrnas Unedig. Gyda'r Deyrnas Ranedig yn gadael yr Undeb Ewropeaidd a newid hinsawdd yn llosgi a llifogydd o'n gwmpas ni, ni allaf bellach cocsio fy mod yn poeni'n ormodol am gywirdeb gwleidyddol na chywirdeb iaith o fewn y bowlen pysgod sydd yn cael ei adnabod fel Cymru.


Mae rhaid i mi fod yn hollol onest fan hyn, a tybed os beth ydw'n mynd i ddeud yn mynd i daro clychau Aberdyfi gyda rhai cenedlaetholwyr? Er faint i ni yn honni ein bod yn bleidiol i ein gwlad ag mi gaiff carwyr y bel hirgrwn pum achos yn fuan i ganu'r ffaith ei fod nhw, er faint rydym yn amddiffyn ein safbwyntiau ieithyddol a diwylliannol ac yn bloeddio 'Yma o Hyd' gyda'r ddraig goch dros ein hysgwyddau a oes yna ddarn bach o'r hippocampus yn deud weithiau "Fuck this Shit"? Mae yna gysgod Jungaidd ym mhob un sydd yn bloeddio ei 'Vuvuzela Cymraeg', darn bach bach sydd yn sgrechian dwi di blino ar y blwyfoldeb yma, ar y cenedlaetholdeb bach gul sydd rhaid i mi ynganu rownd y rîl oherwydd fy mod i wedi cael ei geni yn fama.


Mae fy amenydd i yn tueddi deud hwn yn dawel bach pan fydd yr Eisteddfod Genedlaethol ymlaen, pan fydd Pencampwriaeth y chwe gwlad ymlaen ble mae cenedl gyfan yn 'climaxio' ar y chwiban olaf. Tasa bobol yn gallu 'dod' (cum) dros Gymru dwi'n siŵr mi fuasent hwy.


Dwi'n deud hyn pan fydd rhyw wleidydd hunan pwysig o unrhyw blaid yn deud rhywbeth ffiaidd neu nawddoglyd. Dwi'n deud hyn pan ddwi'n clywed y diweddara o'r Senedd yn y Bae. Dwi'n deud e pan fydd rhyw 'horror story' am y GIG eto.

O annwyl gwlad y menig gwynion, annwyl gwlad y capeli â'i rhagrith ar y Sul Pan dwi'n darllen rhywun yn canmol safon Gymraeg Enoch Powell ar ddiwrnod mae 'Little Britain yn gadael yr Undeb Ewropeaidd dwi'n meddwl i'm hun 'Fuck this Shit'. Ni allaf ddianc rhag hon.

*Yn amlwg fel seicolegydd amatur dwi'n sylweddoli trwy ddeud fy mod yn casáu Cymru fy mod yn cyffesi i gasáu fy hun. Tybed pa un ddaeth gyntaf.



Sunday, 19 January 2020

Brew to Blog






A blog post like a good shit needs time to ferment in the bowel. Like a tea bag it needs time to brew in the pot. This one has been brewing for the past nine days. I don't know exactly what I am going to opine when I hit the keyboard but I tend to get my breath after a bit. And Breath. What has been pissing me off recently is the news about prisons and the building of new prisons in Wales (Please see title of Blog: Diolch) We always think that battles have been won in Wales and then along comes a one nation Tory and starts stirring the slop bucket up again. The M4 Relief Road in Newport and now a Prison in Port Talbot. The Socialists in the Senedd have kicked those into the long grass but now with Big Ben's Brexit Bong a looming those sinister Victorian Stove Pipe Hatted Tories are chuntering again about bringing these projects alive. You never hear of these people until they say something fucking ridiculous and then along comes Robert Buckland who says that "he would love a second Welsh prison to become part of the programme" and we all know what that programme is don't we? The Elysian Fields of One Nation Conservatism. As you probably know by now "I've done a bit o bird" in a foreign jail and I flinch with a nervous tick every time somebody demands "Longer Jail Sentences" and "Throw away the Key". These very same Union Jack wearing Conservative Loyalists wouldn't last a night let alone a week in a prison so their calls for more prisons are as hollow as the echoes of mentally ill prisoners incarcerated because of their mental health and not because of their criminality. I wonder what percentage of the prison population is mentally ill? Quite a high percentage would be my guess. This especially so in a Women's prison. Call me woke left if you like and I know that those who bang on about equality all the time wont be happy but I don't think that there should be such things as women's prisons. If women are in prison it is likely that they have been victims of some kind of drug abuse, of family history, of sexual abuse, of domestic violence. For every action there is a reaction and these women have reacted in criminal ways as a response to how they themselves have been treated and UK PLC with its Victorian Punitive Prison & Justice system always feel the need to punish these women further. Of course this will not be true in all cases and the same can be said of the male prison population. The prison system needs a massive overhaul in the UK and the United States. One nation conservatives under the leadership of a man suffering from Boarding School Syndrome  want to build more prisons and want longer jail sentences. The problem with longer jail sentences especially for those serving 'terror offences' is that one man's terrorist is another man's freedom fighter. We have seen recently that if you treat 'terrorist' prisoners like other prisoners then they will become even more radicalised and turn on the people who have tried to help them or run riot in the prison itself. There are no easy answers but as an old lag with grey hairs I will suggest a few

  • You have special prison camps for 'terrorist' prisoners. You do not treat them the same as the rest of the prison population. You do not use prison guards, you utilise army personnel. These are Prisoners of War. They are involved in an ideological war with the West and therefore you must afford them the rights of political prisoners. They can even be kept on prison ships or on islands off the mainland like the Alcatraz model. After all it is ON the British mainland that they have been radicalised or alienated and if their kith and kin wish to come and free them and repatriate them in a dinghy with an outboard motor then it would save a few quid in looking after them. 


  • You decommission women's prisons and you turn them into therapeutic centers where the emphasis is on healing and not on punishment. There will be cases where the crimes committed will require punishment but these will not be decided by a male judge in a red outfit and a grey wig with a wooden gavel.


  • The emphasis in male prisons of whichever category should be on rehabilitation and not on punishment. Instead of 24 hour lock up and isolation in solitary confinement you reverse the psychology and you allow the prisoners to spend as much time as they can outside of their cell. Many need socialising not isolating further. Prison is compounding the damage caused already to the minds of these men from their earlier and younger lives. There will be a dearth of fruit pickers after Brexit. Prison Gangs could be shipped out to farms to pick fruit all day. They'll certainly sleep better than spending a day in the cell watching television.

There will always be exceptions to the above rules and in the cases of the most serious crimes then I would stop short at the Death Penalty but I would consider offering the prisoner a humane exit from this world as opposed to spending 'life' in a cell. Obviously this is where guilt has been proved beyond any reasonable doubt. Would some prisoners welcome the choice? because that then removes suicide watch and a wasting away in a cell at the expense of the tax paying one nation conservatives.     



Friday, 10 January 2020

As I walked out one Sunday Morning

One Sunday morning, not so long ago, I walked the short distance between Ladbroke Grove & Latimer Road Tube Stations in North West London to satisfy some psycho-geographical urge without realising how important and sacred an area this now is. Below are a selection of Graffiti Art, Wall Art, Political Iconography that I took that day. Words somehow do not seem appropriate at this time.  




Monday, 6 January 2020

New Year, New Blog Post

Six days in to 2020 and I haven't written a blog post yet! I haven't missed a month since January 2012 when this crazy adventure first started and I'm not about to start now. 
You are dying for me to say something about Trump and Iran I know so I wont disappoint you. What an absolute twat of a bloke Donald Trump is. He will claim that the Iranian General had it coming, that he had blood on his hands but he needed a distraction from the Democratic Impeachment Proceedings and he got it. Now everyone is shit scared of the Iranian reprisal. They've said they are going to do it. On one of my many visits to Amsterdam in the old days when I was psychologically addicted to cannabis, I stood in Schipol Airport, in about 2004, looking out of a big window in my heightened state at what appeared to be a huge aircraft belonging to Iran Air and I remember being rather mesmerized and in awe and thinking then that these guys are the future. 



Not that I want to give anybody any ideas but we haven't had a hijacking for a while. Hostage taking is always a media circus.Those of us of a certain vintage will remember the Iran Hostage Crisis of 1979 -1981  I don't think US citizens will be putting themselves in harms way but perhaps they will be in particular danger in African countries where Islamic Militants are particularly active. It is unlikely that Iran will be as nasty and underhand as ISIL and carry out the waiting game of guerrilla warfare on the European mainland but who knows this might be an opportunity for the Islamic World both Sunni & Shia to bury their differences and take on the cancerous West. The great American empire is crumbling from within and with a Walt Disney Cartoon Character as its President it can only be a matter of time before the rides at Disney World and Disney Land grind to a halt. This conflict is going to be a difficult one for American and UK citizens because we know who the bad guy is and it isn't the Iranians. The world has not been the same since 9/11. That was the tipping point. The global psyche shifted after that and even though we pretend to get on with our daily mundane existences many of us have that gnawing, intuitive feeling that some man made disaster is about to befall us. Oh and Happy New Year!


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