Back to business
Okay, so the worst happened. It doesn't mean the same has to happen in the UK.
Manic has his sights set on Murdoch and the manipulation of the Western and US media that allows despots like Bush and Blair to remain in power. I will be supporting this campaign both via this blog and, hopefully, through a grass roots movement in Worcester who will aim to educate people to the lies and mis-represntations that today's media peddle.
Balders wants to find a way of ensuring that Blair has no seat in Parliament come the next General Election. Again I will be throwing my weight behind this. There is an e-mail link in this post if you've got any ideas.
As well as this we have two very dangerous pieces of legislation brewing. First off is the
The Civil Contingencies Bill which will give the Government the right to suspend any (and indeed all) acts of Parliament in circumstances that could be described as "wooly", at the best. - See my posts regarding this
here
I am also currently talking to people at the
NO2ID campaign with regards to a local clipping service regarding the proposed introduction of a National ID Card Scheme.
I will state for the record now: I WILL
NEVER CARRY AN ID CARD, AND WILL GO TO PRISON OVER THIS ISSUE IF NEED BE.
If you would like to help with the upkeep of the said
blog by monitoring your local media - the main site has the national and international media covered - then please mail me dávéhálligán@yahóó.cóm removing the twiddly bits. The papers I need covered are listed
here.
Finally, if you're still not convinced that Bush getting four more years is a bad thing watch
this (link via Manic). I personally found it as (if not not more) compelling than Mr Moore's flick.
It can be downloaded in two parts
here - should you wish to organise a local showing.
Oh, and as we all celebrate the
10th birthday of the tax on stupid people I remind you of another
Mr Blair who was far more visionary than the other one :
They were talking about the Lottery. Winston looked back when he had gone thirty metres. They were still arguing, with vivid, passionate faces. The Lottery, with its weekly pay-out of enormous prizes, was the one public event to which the proles paid serious attention. It was probable that there were some millions of proles for whom the Lottery was the principal if not the only reason for remaining alive. It was their delight, their folly, their anodyne, their intellectual stimulant. Where the Lottery was concerned, even people who could barely read and write seemed capable of intricate calculations and staggering feats of memory.
Makes you think. I hope.